The fall of Earth was relayed out past the Sol system through tweets, the only information bursts small enough to escape the communications blackout yet large enough to still tell a coherent story. Investigative journalist Emily Wong had 140 characters per message and a hastily-compiled hashtag, and she made the most of it - somebody had to write the epitaph of a city, of a planet, of a civilization, and so it may as well be her.

"The biggest exposé I've ever written," she thought as her blood-slicked hands curved around the steering wheel of the skyvan for the last time, slipped, struggled once more to get a grip, "I hope nobody skips right to the end of this one."