by: Anne. Grade & Group: 6th Blue
The Wraith, A Human Evolution
October 25, 2024—the day it all started. A virus, named «The Wraith» by scientists, was transmitted through nightmares. The symptoms included hallucinations, insomnia, and an inability to distinguish dreams from reality. This caused people to slowly lose their sanity, acting like completely different individuals. After they transformed, strange men, who worked for the government, came to pick them up in black, long cars. People began to panic, locking themselves in their houses and no longer caring about others.
Now, it’s July 11, 2050. The government clarified that they took the infected people, now known as «The Wraiths,» to a giant hospital. There, they had created a mechanism that erased nightmares from their brains, reducing the effects of the virus slightly. Lyva, a young scientist, searched for something everyone was desperate for—the cure to the virus. Her mother, Jenna, had found it a long time ago, but unfortunately, she was killed, as were all the other people who found the cure. They disappeared, just like always.
That day, July 11, Lyva finally succeeded. She had developed the cure and hoped she wouldn’t meet the same fate as her mother or the many scientists she knew. She went to the government’s giant building. It was a magnificent structure, with quartz walls and luxurious windows adorned with gold, everything was beautiful. But as soon as she entered the president’s office, she was scolded by some scary robots and taken to a detention cell. The metal floor was freezing, and magnetic handcuffs, which drained her energy, clasped around her wrists. She glanced at the mirror in the room, knowing the president was probably watching. Behind her were the creepy soldiers. They were not human anymore—just cybernetic husks designed to obey orders, even the most trivial ones. But something made them even more unsettling: they had real human faces.
Lyva slowly approached them, wanting to see their faces more clearly. What she discovered shocked her. The faces, made of human skin, were those of her best friend, who had disappeared weeks ago. She quickly stepped back, horrified. After a few minutes, the president spoke to her through a speaker.
«I see you want to have the same fate as your mother.»
Lyva was furious. «You’re a monster! You don’t want anyone to find out, right? I know the truth. This isn’t just a virus—you’re controlling us, that’s why you do nothing!»
But suddenly, someone laughed. It wasn’t the president’s voice—it was feminine. No, it sounded like her mother.
«No, darling. The Wraith isn’t just a virus. It’s a human evolution. They don’t die; they become better.»
«You call that an evolution?» Lyva asked, unable to believe that her «dead» mother was involved in this.
«You turn people into monsters! Your soldiers aren’t even real. They’re creepy human robots that obey your orders!»
Her mother chuckled. «Don’t whine, darling. You will be one of them now.»
A blue gas filled the room, and Lyva fell asleep. The robots inserted a chip into her brain. She was going to become one of them now—the new human evolution.
