The End of the World

The moon looked bigger than usual, like a planet that had just appeared in the sky. All that could be heard was the wind blowing, and the giant waves crashing against the rocks in beach.

“The rooms are pretty interesting,” Travis said, adding more coal to the fire. ”There are some sort of surrealist images painted on the walls.”

Maria nodded and took a bite of her steak. “The only bad thing is that they don’t have TV nor radio.”

“That’s what I like the most about them,” Adele said, with a little smile.

They remained silent for a moment, lost in their thoughts. Adele gazed up and spotted an airplane. It looked like a slow motion shooting star. Her eyes followed it as it disappeared in the sky.

“You know,” Travis said, holding his glass of beer. ”Lately, I’ve been wondering if anything really belong to us in this world.”

Adele looked at him with her lips slightly parted. “If anything really belong to us in this world?”

“Yeah,” he said. “For example, let’s say I have a girlfriend. She’s always there when I need her, and I’m always there when she needs me. But does she really belongs to me? Or is it that she had just been temporarily loaned to me?”

The wind became slightly stronger and the waves bigger. Adele turned her eyes back to the sky. Anna had just finished her steak, and now was staring vacantly at the beach.

“And I wonder if it is the same with everything else,” Travis said, putting the last steak on the grill.

“You know, if you were to give a motivational speech, half of your audience would commit suicide,” Maria said, with a mocking tone.

“Sorry, sorry. They’re just random thoughts,” he said, moving the coal with a stick.

Adele watched the little sparks float up and disappear in the air. ”I think there are some things that do belong to us. Wouldn’t life be sad if nothing did?”

“I guess you are right,” Travis replied.


It was almost twelve o’clock at night and Adele was lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling in the darkness. She was tired, but for some reason, she couldn’t sleep. After some minutes, she got out of bed, walked towards the window, and opened it. A strong breeze entered, filling the room with the smell of the sea. She stood there, still, watching the rocks being hit by the waves.

A minute or two passed when she spotted something down in the beach. At first she couldn’t make out the shape, but after looking at it keenly, she realized that it was a kid. He was standing on one of the rocks, gazing at the moon. What is a kid doing down there at this time, she wondered. But she was too tired to go down to find out for herself, so she went back to bed, and closed her eyes.


Adele woke up at ten thirty in the morning. She brushed her teeth, took a shower, and went downstairs. There was no one in the dinning room, so she decided to make herself a sandwich and a coffee.

After finishing her breakfast, she went outside, looked around, and realized that the beach looked as empty as a desert.
“Where is everyone?” she muttered to herself, then sat on the sand, and gazed at the sea. There were still enormous waves that looked like skyscrapers. How it would be to be swallowed by one of them, Adele wondered.

She spent the rest of the day alone, waiting for someone to come back. But no one did.


It was midnight again. Adele was in her room, staring out the window. She was waiting for the kid to appear again. Maybe he is somehow connected with what had happened, she thought. She stayed in the same position for a while, eyes focused in the rocks. The kid appeared thirty minutes later.

She walked downstairs, passed through the dinning room, and got out of the inn.

When she reached the beach, the kid was standing in the same place as before. She walked towards the little boy, until she found herself standing right next to him. After examining him for a few seconds, she realized that he was wearing a mask. A Japanese mask.

“The moon will fall soon,” he suddenly said, without moving his head.

“The moon will fall soon,” she muttered, and gazed at the moon. It looked bigger than she remembered.

“Is this the end of the world?” she asked the kid, but he didn’t reply.

Once again, Adele wondered where was everyone. It occurred to her that maybe they were in a safe place now. Maybe everyone knew about this, and I was the only one who didn’t, she thought.

She stared at her hands, and thought about the things that had actually belonged to her in this world. She realized that nothing really had. All the material things she’d ever owned had turned into dust. Boys had possessed her, but they’d never been hers. Her friends had just been people who had accompanied her throughout her life.

Adele sat down, and looked back to the moon. She’d been left alone in the world, waiting for the moon to fall from the sky.