The World is EndingThe world is ending.The World is Ending4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was simple, it was clear, it was obvious, but no one wanted to believe it. Every day when or if we woke up, we each prayed that it had been some awful, twisted dream and that it could all be over with just raising our eyelids and facing the beautiful morning light. But every day we didn't wake to find everything back to normal. Instead the sky was always painted heavy grey with smoke rising from flames and the remains of burned buildings. Instead of the peaceful sound of a morning dove's coo or even the familiar rumble of a busy city we used to hear when we awoke, our ears are now permanently filled with the terrified yells and shrieks of our people, and even the sound of a bomb explosion from time to time. Where temperatures would once reach no higher than a typical March afternoon, they were now searing with nearly unending flames.
In short, every time we woke up, we woke up to hell.
I don't remember how it started. Not many do. It was something about electric