Jeff was the last man on Earth. He was in his safe room, securely shut to make sure no one could get in. He was playing a video game he had played about a thousand times and it involved saving the planet.
“Yay, I saved Earth, again. Woohoo” Jeff said in a monotone voice
Jeff just stared at his TV, wondering why he had to be the last man on Earth. He would have preferred to be one of the many to be wiped out by the plague, but he had built up some immunity to the virus somehow. He then started to think, if he was the last person alive, what was the point?
“There is no point. I don’t need to be alive; I don’t have to be alone anymore.” Jeff said to himself.
He looked toward his table next to his bed, looking at his gun. He slowly walked over to it, and slowly picked it up and sat down on his bed. Jeff stared at the gun, as thoughts were flying through his head.
“I don’t have to be alone anymore,” Jeff said to himself again.
Jeff raised the gun to his head, gently rapped his finger around the trigger and closed his eyes. Finger on the trigger slowly increasing the pressure pushing on it, Jeff was ready to fire, when he heard a knock on his door and what sounded like a faint voice. Jeff opened his eyes quickly, and put the gun away from his head. Jeff waited a couple of seconds, thinking it was just his imagination playing tricks on him, when he heard the knock again, and the faint voice seemed to be stronger. Jeff slowly got up from his bed and walked across the room and to the door, still holding the gun. He slowly undid all the locks and turned the handle and opened the door.
Did you feel any suspense? What do you think should be behind the door?
I enjoyed this story a lot. I definitely did feel the suspense. In my personal opinion I think that a very worn out woman or possibly a child should be behind the door. I also think you should try to(if you haven't already) make the story longer depending on what direction you go in.
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