I let my words sink in for a moment before continuing, "Antarctica might sound harsh, but the base we built is different. It's underground, properly insulated, and built to survive everything — from meteors to radiation fallout. It's not just surviving — it's about living safely until the world stabilizes again."
They both exchanged glances — one of those silent conversations they seemed to have often — before Autumn looked back at me with soft concern in her eyes.
"But sweetheart, what if it's not as bad as it seems? What if it's just a small event and everything will settle down soon?" she asked, her voice tinged with the kind of hope that broke my heart.
I smiled sadly.
"I wish that too, Miss Autumn," I said quietly. "I really, really wish it were that simple."
I told them about the meteorite heading toward the NASA satellite and explained how the governments of various countries were already deeply worried about it.
