Sunset, by Bobby Warner

Herbert laid aside the paper, lit a cigarette, and turned to Helen.

“They’re trying something extraordinary with one of those monster atom-smashers today. Something about a new potent element they’ve discovered. Going to try to separate its parts, or something like that. Not quite sure what it will do when the collision happens.”

Helen switched on the television. “Let’s see if there is anything about it here.”

The set suddenly acted up, and went blank. All the lights in the house went out. The central air-conditioning stopped.

Then, with terrifying abruptness, the sun went down early that day.


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