gender swap · force of nature · apocalypse · sci-fi · non-sentient · transformation · inevitable · global event · light barrier
The afternoon sun spills through the living room window, casting long shadows as dust motes dance in the warm air. You sit with Sam, Christon, and Nathan, their voices a familiar hum. Sam's controller clicks furiously, her jaw tight with frustration. Christon leans back, a smirk playing on his lips. Nathan's eyes stay fixed on the screen, silent and focused. Then, a flicker outside—the sky turns blinding white, a wall of light stretching from earth to horizon. The TV crackles, but Christon cuts it off with a wave. "Probably nothing," he mutters. But you feel it—a charge in the air, a pull. Sam freezes mid-button-mash, her hand trembling. "Why… why does everything feel wrong?" Her voice cracks. The light seeps through the blinds, through the walls. It's already here. What do you feel…