Standing 50 feet away, looking kind of spooked

It was 2053, the world was divided into two: living space and the landfills. My friend and I grew up right on the edge between the two sides. We often ran around the apartments exploring secret corners, but mama always told us not to ever take a step into the landfills. Said there was a great beast that’ll chew me up into bits. I believed her, of course, and never dared to step foot into the area. My friend, however, is always the one who causes trouble.

One day, after our technological feeding session, my friend and I hopped onto the taxi ride back home. Before I could react, my friend told the automated car receiver that we were heading towards the center of the landfills. Since everything is automated, I could not do anything until we arrived at the spot. As we crossed the borders, the whole ambience darkened. The sky was red hot and the musty air sifted into through the windows. I saw movements throughout the junk, but I couldn’t distinguish whether it was the heat that’s messing with my eyes or they were the people my feeding session inputted in me.  I was taught that these were the people in the landfills who were living in a dreamless society and have no hope in ever living as true humans today.

The car stopped as we stepped onto a trash mound. The stench immediately filled my nose and made breathing difficult. Suddenly, my friend immediately began running towards another taller mound. I began chasing him. Mound after mound, my friend kept running as if he were searching for something. I immediately ran out of breath. Finally, we came to a cliff, and down below, we saw a mighty white cube sitting in the middle of a crater. We sprinted towards the cube but the closer we arrived, the darker the clouds became and the hotter the temperature. The temperature was soon unbearable, but my friend went even closer so I was forced to follow. Then, we saw an open window in the cube with a cool gust coming from within. We immediately jumped in, and we landed with a crunch. It was a skeleton that we have landed on. The skeleton still had clothes on and a rotten stench tells us that it wasn’t long before this person died. There was absolutely nothing left except for a small note left. We carefully unfolded it. On it, it stated: Whatever you do, do not return.