Destruction wasn't at all how I expected. I thought there would be more screaming, more chaos, more blood.
But what is this?
The President was saying something, sitting behind an impressively large desk in her equally impressive suit. She was smiling, different from her usual appearance on TV. Dare I say she even looked elated, surrounded by people in white coats.
I heard the words 'recovery' and 'non-biodegradable' but I'm still as confused as when I first came in.
I thought they would chain me up, at least. Not that it'd work, even metal didn't stand a chance. I didn't want to kill anyone, so I came quietly when men in black escorted me from the shack I called home.
She said something about 'appropriate compensation' and 'reasonable accommodation' and I almost lost it. Almost touched myself in shock. Did she say that they were going to pay me? For what?
They handed me a plastic bottle of water and my brows furrowed. Did they not already know that everything I touch gets destroyed?
Not daring to be impolite, I took it and as expected, the plastic disintegrated into nothing with my hands.
The room burst into an applause. What the fuck is going on?
The President smiled even wider. "We finally have a way to save Mother Earth."
