It came too quickly.
No warning. No alarms. Just the skitter of too many legs on asphalt and concrete. Feet on windows and pushing in doors.
No one was safe.
Not those in high rise buildings or the countryside. Not even those who happened to be working underground in the mines and sewers were kept safe from the many-limbed beasts.
The sky went black in hours, the sun blocked by the smoke and ash from the burning.
Would they ever see the sun again?
They sat huddled in homes and offices. Many were bleeding, too many were already dead. The beasts paced back and forth; monitoring the injured and imprisoning the healthy.
Within only 12 hours the entire earth had been subjugated. No escape seemed possible, they were in every city, every alley, every back-water town.
Phonelines went down almost immediately. The internet followed swiftly after. The power stayed on just for the sake of the beasts keeping their hundreds of eyes on the human captives.
It was over before anyone could even think.
No one knew what would happen in the next few days and months. No one knew what could possibly be done.
Governments were gone. Militaries; gone.
Life as they knew it.
The end came quickly.
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