Extract from Thandi H. Dlamini's diary, year 2058:

"I never thought this day would ever come. The day when every male on the planet ceased to exist. It's absolutely mind-boggling. The words convey meaning, yet lack true coherence. While all the women celebrated this accomplishment, I harbored a deep resentment. A resentment so intense that it drove me to betray those I once trusted wholeheartedly. I am left with no one to rely on, not even my own mother. I feel lost in this realm of sorcery. Will I ultimately perish in solitude within this dystopian society?"

A World Of Women

"Anati! Anati, what's going on? Open the door!" I panicked, pounding on the bedroom window. 


A torrent of terrifying thoughts raced through my mind, each one ending with Anati hurt, or worse. I kept banging on the window, desperate for her to open it. 


"Anati! Open the window!" I shouted, slamming my hand harder against the glass. 


"Thando, is that you?" Anati's voice was strained, her breathing heavy. 


"Yes, it's me. What's happening in there?" I asked, relieved to hear her voice. 


"Did you come alone?" she groaned, pain evident in her words. 


"Why does that matter right now? Just let me in!" 


"Thando, did you come alone?" she repeated, a hint of anger in her tone. 


"Yes! I came alone. Just open the window, Anati!" I yelled, banging the window with every word. 


The Other World