One Apple A Day #145
Jake couldn’t have been more excited. His first total eclipse of the sun and he was going to have a first-row seat.
His dad took two days off from work and took him to the mountains on a camping trip. They left early to avoid traffic and be sure to reach the best spot in time. They parked at the beginning of the wood, behind the abandoned hut of the late Hurley, at the end of the white road.
They had to hike for more than three hours on the old trail of the natives to arrive at the right place. Jake was so excited about the idea that, despite his usual laziness, he almost flown through the trail and never complained.
The place was as he expected it to be. A small open on the top of a hill. Thick woods surrounded them on every direction, but the sky over them was open and crystal clear. They prepared the tent and ate something, but Jake had only one thing in mind. He was going to see his first total eclipse.
When the moment came, they laid down on the grass with their eyes to the sky. They were both wearing protective glasses. The blades of grass were tickling their neck, but they didn’t care. Their minds were all focused on the moon swiftly covering the sun.
The sky got darker and darker until only it was almost pitch black. The sun was gone, only a small round of light reminding them where it used to be. They waited for the moon to slip away and the sun to shine back over them.
But nothing happened.
Minutes passed, but the moon wasn’t moving. The sky was still dark, and the temperature was dropping.
Jake asked his father what was happening?
The moon should have gone away, the sun and the sky should be back to normal.
His father didn’t reply. Not a word.
Jack turned his head to the right, but where his father was there was only darkness. He threw away his glasses and jumped on his feet.
His father was gone. The tent was gone. The sun was gone.
There was only darkness and cold.
Jake screamed. With all the energy of his fear.
But no sounds came out of his mouth.