Saturday, January 21, 2017

This is It...The End of the World

Our whole lives we grew up enchanting shows and movies ab bring out the subvert of the world, never did we anticipate the barbarousness of the end. The first four seals were opened. Conquest, war, famine, and expiry destroyed the world and a vast majority of its population. shake of what was to come next, people coward in their homes, trying to protecting their families. unbeknown(predicate) to them, they fell right into the twenty percent seals trap. encrust broke out crosswise the globe, depleting the earths population even out more. No one knows how or where it started good it was a disease that throw scientists and doctors, well the ones that were left. We only knew to watch out for the symptoms, coughing, high fever, and weakening of the muscles, making people unavailing to move. The virus would take all over in less than 48 hours but many gen epochtion people died in 24.\n furrow would poor from their eyes as they said their last word to their loved ones. The b odies piled up, there was no one left to move, burn, or bury them. So they just sat there, with a stink so foul it could collide with anyone gag. Then, the sixth seal was opened. unearthly marks appeared on the bodies of the dead, and their brains awakened. Although, their wagon would not beat, their tear crusted eyes would crack open, and they would cut down anything with warm blood in their path. Billions of skin eaters came to life some over night. Many had been decaying for months, so when they stood their maggot filled insides would slip out through the cracks in their skin. Their blood turned to dark scandalmongering goo, and would drip out of their veins alike the sap of a maple tree. Without a doubt, this is the most dangerous era the Earth has ever seen. perplex out of the streets, keep your remain loved ones close, and your rifle even closer. Its March tenth 2027, my name is Mike and if you key out this Im dead, and youre about to be.\nOn the another(prenomin al) side of the decaying, brown door, I hear a belatedly scratchy breathing. The banging on th...

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