The thick veil of particles in suspension made it difficult for the sun’s rays to strike the gray planet. Inside, brown plants and sick trees decorated the bleak everyday landscape by which some brave humans walked connected to bulky active carbon filter face masks.
In a remote and neat room, far from the outside world, the rapid typing of a computer alternated with continuous death rattles, were the only sounds that desecrated the solemn silence of that place. A thin thread of blood flowed from the corner of the man’s lips to the keyboard, while a large amount of data was transferred quickly to that data card.
Just minutes after the death of its creator, thousands of copies of that card were distributed throughout the countries and distributed on assembly lines.
The posthumous project was beginning to come to life.
A new fleet of futuristic buses welcomed on board the humans, welcoming them inside with a purified air of great quality.
Efficient driving patterns in their switchboards, liquid and low-polluting gases as fuel and a complex system of purification of the outside air, made the autonomous vehicles the hope of the planet.
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