I was complaining about working five minutes over my shift two
weeks ago. I clocked out to the voice of my supervisor telling me not to be
late the next day. I wasnt to be paid for my generous extra time.
I looked up into a kaleidoscope sky on the way home. I remember
a bang like a thousand lightning bolts slapping the Earth with lazy fury.
I fell along with a few people around me. I didnt know
what the hell was going on. I helped a young boy of around fifteen. He was
bleeding from his ears and kept calling for his father. I told him everything
would be fine even though I didnt have a clue. I guess this is what we
I looked out across the expanse of London and saw a huge plume
of fire spiralling through the clouds and into the night. I saw several more
small blood summer stars hurtle towards our planet. Then all hell broke loose.
Fire and brimstone rained on our world. I thought I was a goner.
All around me the air was ablaze. I saw the most dreadful things. I turned to
the south and kept walking away from the corpse temples.
Im now starving. I hope I see someone soon. I hate being
alone. I just pray Im not the only one left..