You decide the shiny thing in the distance is your only hope. As the sunsets and turns to night, you can’t see it shining but you follow in its general direction. The closer you get, the more your curiosity grows. Driven by hope and curiosity, you are able to walk through the night. By the next morning you can tell you’re substantially closer to the shiny thing than you were the previous evening but now all that walking has caught up to you. You feel tired and have to push yourself to go on. You soon get so close to the shiny object that you can’t see the glimmer it makes anymore. You survey all the land within a 50 foot radius and find nothing except a vivid orange flower. You decide to keep it because it’s the only thing besides grass that you’ve seen in a while. You rest a bit and grumble to yourself disappointedly when a glimmer catches your eye and about 51 feet away a small piece of foil sits. You stare at the foil as if it has all the answers. You pick it up and see the same face on it that was on the TV. Out of shock you drop the foil and a wave of cold travels over you. You suddenly feel mad at everything, the grass, yourself and this whole situation. You remember back when you were watching TV, so naïve to what was going to happen. You feel like a little kid again, hopeless without someone to guide you and care for you. You curl up on the soft grass and cry yourself to sleep. You wake up and its night time, you stay lying, contemplate if you should just stay there for the rest of your existence or not when you hear a static TV. Your eyes grow wide and your heart races. You look around and see a glowing TV screen with the standard ominous face but this time the TV is made of foil. You piece together that in the time you were sleeping the foil somehow built its self into another TV.
* Thanks to my good friend applepie2424 for the help with my writers block in this segment. (She had the idea for the shiny thing to be foil although she didn’t know it lol)
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