The Last of Them (Event)

== Trailer ==
The horrifying wail of a siren filled the night’s sky that hovered over the colonist world of Ykip. The small colony of human beings, men, women, and children alike all fled for cover. This wasn’t just some stellar storm or whirlwind, no… no, they were under attack.
Sylvia, a mere teen herself, tightly gripped her younger brother’s hand as the two of them bolted for cover, ushered into a room by an adult--their hearts racing in unison. These attacks were becoming more and more frequent, but that didn’t ease the girl’s mind one bit. People were still dying, and every day her own life was put on the line. 
There would be no peaceful dreams of home tonight.
Rushing into the cold, deathly room, Syliva found a set of mats laid out on the floor, each with blankets folded atop. There were many rooms like this set up in the past few months, not bedrooms, though, hiding places. though, there was little time to rehearse within Sylvia’s mind, the enemy would be upon them in moments, or it could even have already arrived, the hourglass could have already run through.
Falling onto a mat aside from her brother, Sylvia flung out the blanket and draped it over her, covering most of her body. Becoming as motionless as she could, laying there on the ground, the huffing of her shallow, frightened breaths became one of the only noises heard--that and her rapidly beating heart.
Settling in her silence and in the dark, Silvia closed her eyes tightly, trying her best to tell herself that everything would be alright, that she would survive this, that the whole settlement would survive this. Afraid, though, Silvia peaked open her eyes, her curiosity getting the better of her as she peeked her head out from under the covers. But, gazing out, her jaw dropped and her eyes were wide with fright as she saw that it was already too late. A scream rang out as her brother was drawn by an invisible force from where he had been trying to crawl into the blankets. Grasping at his neck, Silva could only choke back tears, mortified as her gaze locked on the scene portrayed before her.
Unable to scream for help, unable to move lest she herself perish, Sliva could only watch in horror as she knew that she was watching her brother’s last moments of life--lest she witnesses her own.
== Synopsis ==
TBA
Category:Events