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There is a TV left on and flickering, it only ever says one thing.
The cornfield switches and the tall grasses stir.
There are three jarring buzzing blares. Buzz…buzz…buzz…
Regina slides her hand up Emma’s shirt.
…followed by one drawn ring. Beeeeeep….
Their lips lock and a few tears slip down Emma’s cheeks.
Inside the manor the TV flashes.
The fireflies stir around them and Regina’s top falls into the tall, untamed grass.
An oldies tune is drowned out by static and crickets.
Her bra joins it.
And the warning begins to play…
Emma is topless and braless too.
The same loop that has been playing for the past two months. Eventually the radio will sputter out on one last cough of static but not before the TV blips quiet. The power grid has sustained itself a lot longer than Emma would have thought.
The best night of Emma’s life happens on July 23rd. And so does the worst night of her life.
“Please remain indoors with the locks firmly in place, barricade…”
Emma’s hand slide down from Regina’s hips to her thighs..
“Effecting states from California all the way to Maine and Florida…”
Her fingers trace the bite mark on Regina’s outer thigh.