Posts Tagged ‘Apcalyspe’

The world was awash in visceral colors, red, always red the primary. Fear was thick in the air and panic. The night was alive with the cries of the terrified, the hurting and the dying, the dying and the dmaned. Shrieking screams cut suddenly to gasping and gurgling of their last breaths, while people screamed and ran, pushed and shoved, like cattle in a last stampede. Dante’s Inferno would have pictured the scenes here, over six-hundred years later. Modern America wasn’t ready for the ending of days. But then, no one really is.


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