It started slowly, the sky seemed just ever so slightly dimmer. Most people shrugged it off as an odd occurrence. However over the next year it was getting worse and scientists and astronomers began looking into it and it was all over the news - not that it was really necessary, everyone could see what was happening.
Then one day the sun flickered. It was brief, hardly noticeable, it could even be taken as whoever was watching it blinking. A month passed and it happened again, longer this time and the media went insane over it.
As everyone panicked the astronomers and scientists all over the world were hard pressed to find a way to fix this, even if they knew it was useless to even attempt 'fixing' the sun.
The day the sun blinked out for nearly an hour had everyone panicking. This was the end, they were sure of it. Society went downhill swiftly after that as people became convinced they would die any day now.. Robberies, murders, you name it and the crime was most likely happening at that point in time.
The report was expected the day it came, it looked like a sunset the entire day. The same thing was broadcasted over every radio station, news station, television channel, even on the internet.
"Savor this sunset, folks. It may be the last one you ever see."
Alex sat on the bench in his local park that day, everything had an eerie calmness about it, like the entire world was holding its breath and just waiting. There were several other people scattered about the park, most of which quietly talking to each other about what they thought would happen when the sun went out for good. A popular theory being that the everyone would die. He snorted as he heard this, some people just didn't seem to realize that the Earth would still exist, there just wouldn't be a sun anymore. The most plausible idea was that the world would eventually freeze over, probably within a few months, killing everything on the planet unless it adapted to the lack of sunlight and freezing temperatures.
He wiped away the few tears that suddenly sprang up when he realized that at most he had a few months left to live at this rate. Only a few more months with his boyfriend, Lucas. God Lucas… he shook his head to get his boyfriend out of his mind for the moment as memories of the two of them threatened to consume him.
A few hours later, four to be precise, it happened, the light was gone. He could hear children sobbing as their parents tried to reassure them that everything would be alright. He went home, slightly numb and wishing that he was imagining things, this wasn't natural, it couldn't be natural. He then crawled into bed, not caring what time it was supposed to be, and fell asleep soon afterwards.
People started committing suicide left and right soon after that. They just couldn't seem to handle the knowledge that in an estimated span of a few months everything and everyone would be dead. They prefered to die when they chose instead of letting starvation, freezing temperatures, and suffocation from the lack of plants to produce oxygen.
Some people, however, were determined to stay until the very end, clinging to the hope that the sun would come back and save the rest of the life on the planet.
That was all a hundred years ago.
The year? 2237. Humanity was living like rats in the ruins of once proud skyscrapers, towers, and old houses. Plants had adapted surprisingly quickly to the loss of light and had taken back the cities and towns. This was no longer the Earth of the past; the new flora and fauna had earned it the name Eden by the remaining humans.