2030

Two Thousand and Thirty

This was it; he had to make his move… Karl picked up the chess piece and moved it forward one square. Not that chess was the same anymore; they had destroyed what used to be an entertaining game, just like they had destroyed everything else they came into contact with.
Karl stood up from his chair and looked around. He had been locked in the ‘Games Room’, which consisted of a table, a stool and a television with only seven channels (there wasn’t even a computer!), for several hours now. He tipped over the chess game with a look of disdain on his face. Karl then proceeded to do something that was completely forbidden. He clambered on to the table and took a quick look out of the tiny window. He could see that it was dusk, and by the looks of things it was pouring with acid rain again. Karl knew that this meant he was safe from being caught, if he went outside and braved the storm. They never went out in acid rain.
The last few Clones could be seen hu...