The Last Broadcast

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The Last Broadcast

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As the world descends into chaos, a rogue scientist claims that the collapse was engineered — not by enemies, but by those sworn to protect us.

The power grids failed first.

One by one, cities blinked out — New York, Tokyo, London — falling silent as darkness swallowed their towering skylines. At first, governments spoke of "cyberattacks," "solar flares," "technical anomalies."

People wanted to believe.
People always wanted to believe.

But somewhere deep in the Colorado mountains, in an abandoned military broadcast station, Dr. Lena Voss had a different story to tell.

Her voice crackled through shortwave radios worldwide, a whisper lost in oceans of static.

"This was not an accident," she said, her voice thin but unyielding.
"The power grids were designed to fail. A global reset... initiated by the very architects of our systems."

Few listened. Fewer believed.

Lena revealed fragments — project names like Prometheus, New Dawn, Zero Light — hidden initiatives decades in the making. She spoke of false conflicts, orchestrated elections, manufactured revolutions — all carefully balanced to steer humanity toward one ultimate goal: total collapse followed by controlled rebuilding.

"The darkness is the first step," she said.
"The second step... has already begun."

She claimed the next phase involved selective survival:
Pre-chosen groups sheltered underground, ready to emerge and inherit a sanitized world, free from dissent, free from history.

As Lena spoke, her signal began to fade, swallowed by layers of interference.

Before the static consumed her completely, she uttered one final warning:

"They’re not saving you.
They’re saving themselves."

After that, the radios fell silent.
No one ever heard from Dr. Lena Voss again.

Months later, when a handful of survivors emerged into a world choked with ash and silence, they found no trace of the old governments.
Only rumors.
Only shadows.

And sometimes, on a broken frequency at midnight, if you listened closely enough,
you could still catch a whisper:
"Prometheus.
New Dawn.
Zero Light."

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