Froggy

A Sci-Fi Climate Thriller of Warning, Denial, and Consequences

Deep beneath the earth, something stirs.

For centuries, it has been silent. Forgotten. Buried beneath layers of steel, circuitry, and secrecy, a mechanical sentinellies in wait. It was built long ago-not as a weapon, not as a machine of war, but as a guardian. A last-resort emergency system designed to warn humanity when the world stood on the brink of disaster.

But time passed. The world changed. Governments fell, technology advanced, and the knowledge of Froggy's existencefaded into obscurity. No one remembered the protocol. No one expected the awakening.

Until the day the world grew silent.

The warning signs had been there-rising temperatures, collapsing ice caps, shifting oceans. The storms arrived harder, the summers burned hotter, and the air carried the scent of something irreversible. But humanity, stubborn and willfully blind, ignored the signs.

Then the tremors began.

Across the city, the ground cracked and shuddered. Asphalt split. Buildings trembled. People ran to the streets, watching in disbelief as the earth buckled and rose, as something vast and ancient pushed its way to the surface. Metal groaned. Dust filled the air.

And then, from the heart of the chaos, Froggy emerged.

A monolithic, rusted amphibian, its steel limbs unfolding, its massive green eyes flickering to life with an eerie, knowing glow. Hydraulics hissed. Pistons locked into place. Froggy stood, unshaken, unbreakable, its towering form casting a shadow over the city's skyline.

Then, with a slow vibration that rumbled through the streets, it spoke.

"RIBBIT. RIBBIT."

The sound echoed across the skyline, rattling windows, disrupting airwaves, forcing itself into every device tuned to the global emergency frequency. It was everywhere, inescapable, undeniable.

And then, the final words:

"THE WORLD IS WARMING."

People froze.

Then, laughter. Mockery. Confusion.

Had the city just been interrupted... by a robot frog?

The news exploded. Headlines called it the greatest hoax of the century. Scientists scrambled to understand the impossible. Politicians dismissed it, claiming "malfunctioning tech," a relic of a bygone era. Social media flooded with memes. Froggy was turned into a brand, a joke, a novelty. His warning became merchandise.

Even as the hurricanes grew stronger.

Even as wildfires devoured forests.

Even as coastal cities disappeared beneath the waves.

Still, humanity did nothing.

Froggy did not argue.

Froggy did not plead.

Froggy only watched.

Until the final storm came.

A superstorm unlike any before-a monstrous force of nature that swallowed cities, tore through countries, and drowned everything in its path. The people who had mocked Froggy now begged for help. But no machine, no warning, no last-minute fix could stop what had already begun.

And so, as the floodwaters surged, as the cities crumbled beneath the weight of their own refusal to listen, Froggy stood atop the last dry land, looking down at what was left.

Then, in the eerie silence before the waves claimed everything, Froggy croaked one final time.

"I WARNED YOU."

Then, as it had come, Froggy vanished beneath the waters.\

No one knows if it shut down or if it merely waits. Perhaps one day, when the world is ready to listen, Froggy will return.

Until then, the question remains-

Will we ever listen?