A Horrific Ending

Its been more than 100 days since rain has touched the dry hot sands of Perth. One by one the tiny ant bodies succumb to dehydration and pass away. The once prosperous colony is slowly dying.

But then a long distance scout returns. As he lay exhausted and near death he speaks of a far off place of moisture. Hope quickly spreads though the colony.

Scouts and workers set off to the place of moisture. After 2 days the ants peer out of a narrow crack into a brightly lite room. Close to them is an immense shiny structure out of which an enormous drop of water is released every three seconds.

The ants trip over in excitement running to the water. Then too late they realise they are standing in the wrong position. The immense drop lands on two ants. One is immediately carried away in a torrent down a black hole. The other with the help of his friends manages to find grip on the slippery ceramic surface and is frightened but safe. They peer down the black hole but there is no sign of their friend.

There is no time to mourn. They quickly establish a supply route carting water back to the colony. Every few hours they loose tens of their friends as water gushes and giant hands sweep them down the black hole. This is a sacrifice they make without question for their colony.

Days pass and everyone settles into their new routine.

Then an unnatural looking container emitting a sweet smell is noticed next to the supply route. The same scout who found the water investigates. A jack pot of sugar is found with some granules so large that it takes ten ants to carry them. The delicious granules are quickly transported back to the colony for a feast worthy of a great celebration.

The smiling laughing faces soon turn to faces of horror as the screams of their friends pierce the laughter. Quickly the laughter is replaced with screams of agony. Ants are deliriously running around bumping into each other. Horrifically their tiny torsos are collapsing before death releaves them of the unimaginable pain.

The hero scout ate last. He looks out over the tens of thousands of tiny gnarled bodies. He falls to ground wanting death to quickly take him away from this horror. As he lay there the smell of rain enters his nostrils and he screams.