Book - The Tipping Point

EPILOGUE

Returning to Sydney had always been emotional for both Alister and Vera. Looking at what they have achieved simultaneously brought a sense of both pride and sorrow, it was a struggle. With the assistance of the other council workers and the WADE robots they were able to restore harmony back to Sydney. Now, because of Alister the city was full of joy and cleanliness. However, Alister couldn’t help but feel a little upset as it marked the end of their grand adventure. Alister tells his fellow peers this truly incredible tale many people are so fascinated that people from all over Australia would come just to hear the story from Alister himself each year. Each year on the 16th of August he would meet thousands of people at the place where it all started, the botanical gardens. Council workers were once hated for their failure to mankind but now they were received with love. Walking over the Sydney Harbor Bridge he looked down at the water below which reflected the sun’s rays. Small aquatic life squirmed around in the depths below, thriving in their new environment. Vera nudged him gently causing him to look up, they were facing a familiar stadium that stood proud before them. The building appeared to puff its concrete chest out in pride as thousands of civilians poured in. Two people in official council workers uniform stood outside, cleaning the streets with the help of their accompanying robots. It was a sight he had never expected to see. Taking a seat beside Vera in the grandstand he looked down at the Olympians preparing to perform in their main events. The Olympics had eventually been revived, the sudden decrease in pollution allowing the event to finally be held once more. Looking to his right he placed a reassuring hand on Vera’s knee as tears welled up in her eyes. It wasn’t just his dream he had fulfilled when the council workers were reinstated, it was the dream of everyone. Only happiness and love were visible to them as they walked down the clean streets of Sydney.

Rubbing his fingers on the family heirloom for good luck he whispered out the words inscribed on its unsullied surface, “guardian of mankind.”