[ WP ] You wake up in Oregon to a `` sunrise '' over the Pacific Ocean .

Blinding light found its way through the blinds and into my room. The wrong side for the sun, the reason I've never been up this early. It did n't need to wake the rest of my family up, seated as they all were around the kitchen table. We all knew what the light meant, we had been counting down to this day for quite some time. It was just as beautiful as the sunrise we knew we would see on the other side, but infinitely more ominous than the start of another day. Nobody said a word, nobody got ready for the day. We had mentioned to keep our heads up, but now that the day was here it brought everything into reality. I know my parents believed that a rapture was coming soon, but I doubt they ever believed it wold be by the hand of man, leaving the obsolete behind. 
 
 The Earth was dying, we knew that much. People, important people, they would start again somewhere else. The government said they only had time to build one ship, and it was regretful but some people had to be left behind. There would be due process, but there simply was n't the space for everyone with the resources they could muster. How hollow those words had rang when they first made the announcement. Nobody would say it, but we all knew that the people that lived like us, simple people, had been condemned to a prison that was the planet we once loved. It was hard to be mad about it, the fault of all this lying with the generations before us. Of course, there were some that rebelled against being kept on this world. That anger, that inability to reason, that's what brought the twin sun today. 
 
 The ship would be checked and rechecked of course. Something so mundane as a mechanical failure would not spell the death of the human race. Likely we would never know the real cause, but we have a few years left here to speculate. Dad says the ship made it a decent ways into the atmosphere before the explosion. We all secretly hoped it would make it all the way. Why could n't everyone understand, like we could, that sacrifice was necessary? It was n't a punishment to be left behind, it was just the way it was. No, there had always been and there always would be those that could n't deal with not getting their way. 
 
 My bet is on a passenger jet, maybe a couple to get around the no-fly zone, ramming into those poor fools that actually thought the rest of humanity would let them carry on our legacy. It does n't matter; nothing really does now. When the lights in the sky burn out they'll do so alongside the light of humanity. The first time the sun rises in the wrong spot, and it does nothing but mark the sunset of our civilization.
