101…that’s how many nuclear bombs it took to end this world.
200,000 devices remained safe and secure in hardened sites. These were what the NokNok’s robotic transports salvaged to power its fleet for the next dimensional jump towards their safe haven, a particular super planet in another dimension that met their needs.
Hopping doomed planets, like a hiker jumping from stone to stone across a rushing stream, the NokNoks nudged clueless races to self-destruction, then harvested leftover fissionable material, post mortem.
Now only one planet remained between them and their Promised Land. Most of its inhabitants called it Earth.
NokNok…
Follows my line of thinking regarding planets that destroy themselves first
Mike, as an early follower of SETI, I often wondered why the universe wasn’t teaming with stray radio waves and other signs of intelligent life. Though an optimist at heart – like you, I couldn’t help harboring the dark thought that perhaps intelligence has yet to prove itself as a viable Darwinian success strategy. Thanks for your comment!
Nice job! I love sci-fi flash–the stories leave me wondering about all the other possibilities floating around in the worlds you construct. 🙂
Aye, Kelsey! The human mind with its universe scale neural connections is fertile ground for world’s upon worlds. Thanks for your feedback!
Thanks for the short science fiction foray. Doomsday all the way. Great going!
Like gawkers at a highway car crash, we seem drawn to tales of our own demise, eh Bobby? Thanks for your comment!