Writing Prompt: Crashed

I remember where I was the day the servers crashed: Halfway up Snowdonia I heard a deafening whine as the gigantic EMP took out all of humanity’s computing power.
We would go out with a whimper not a bang. I smiled to myself and pushed for the summit.

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Diversified Writer

Darren is a short story and novella writer. He likes tall tales that have humour and heart. He’ll occasionally bring you poetry, finance and health blog posts.