Post by Post Apocalypse on Jan 1, 2013 12:31:01 GMT -5
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It's been a year now, since the end came. The apocalypse, the Change, the final hour had come more suddenly than anyone expected Just a white hairline crack across the entire sky that yawned into a glowing maw until you couldn't look at it, and soon you couldn't look anywhere, just squeeze your eyes shut until it was over. And then, as suddenly as it had all begun, the crack fell in on itself and closed.
It took a while, but the screams started afterwards. A sound that seemed to encompass the world. People were dying. Men, women, children...it didn't matter. They were all dying.
Three months it took. Three months of watching people fall to the ground in a fit, blood pouring from every opening in their body. But then it stopped...and the survivors...if they could be called that, tried to rebuild.
Will you be able to survive?
Or will you become one with the dust?
Enter the Apocalypse