The year is 2034 and the young ones started to evolve backwards first. Their young bodies couldn't handle the air that had penetrated the ozone and caused even the old farts to slowly turn to chimps.
The globe decided that nothing harmful would come of the ozone completely dissipating after the exhaust pipes of billions of cars soaked the atmosphere. The researchers decided that no disease worse than the plague could harm the inhabitants of the globe. The virus plainly didn't give a shit.
The change started slow. A lady gave birth in L.A. to a beautiful baby boy with long, grasping toes, wide ears, and a desire to ride on her back when being transported. The news flashed the images all over of the baby boy-chimp and quotes from researchers absolutely stunned by the new disease emerging. Then a baby girl was born with an amphibian tail. Then one child had wings. Then the nursing homes started increasing their supply of razors. Then they began to shut down from the changing creatures creeping over the floors, keeping the nurses away, keeping their families away.
The United States wasn't the only country to experience non-human creatures to rupture from the wombs of humans. China initiated a no birth policy once children sprouted claws. India flowed over into the ocean with the amount of reptilian children, jungle children and winged children it was producing. Royalty in London tried closing the thick curtains to the palaces, but still the little royals began to morph.
Adults were the slowest to change. Between the ages of 16 and 50 were the healthiest bodies, the ones that noticed sprouts of hair growth in small patches. The ones who were tested the most. The ones who slowly became the last of the human species.
The creatures that morphed from humans to that of the animal kingdom had no recollection of being human after a certain point. Maybe it was when their IQ began to drop and their brains turned to mush that told them when mating season was and where to find water. Maybe the point was when they no longer recognized the person in the mirror or the tiny toes that had accompanied them in the womb before the changes. Maybe it was the first inhale of the toxins that seeped into every pore that made them forget. Maybe they didn't forget at all. Maybe they're still human somewhere in the mush.
What happened after everyone young and old morphed was the downfall of the adult humans trying to prevent the inevitable. Years of evolution turning around and walking, or sliding or crawling or flying, its way back to the past. Now they would all know what life was really like when the dinosaurs roamed.
Days turned to weeks of the backwards evolution turning the clock to the age of organisms living in streams. The world can't heal itself yet, it's only been a few blinks of time.
The last person to change truly goes mad.
Hair here and there.
A tail now.
Water.
Life, or is it death?
