I stumbled through the door and fell down onto the non-flammable carpet, I was dehydrated. “He needs water right away.” Everything started to swirl as the lack of fluids and prolonged heat exposure got to me. I felt a cool rush of water enter my mouth.

I had tried to prepare for the night; it didn’t work. The heat oozed in through the floorboards and sapped all of the water out anything in its path. My potted plants didn’t even last an hour without wilting. I quickly retreated to the kitchen, jumped into my tiny refrigerator and slammed the door behind me.

This is an update on the two people during the catastrophic month of July, 2532.
Will they survive?
Will Earth survive?