I woke up, and as far as I could see one thing was very clear, the world had ended. I couldn’t remember anything, not how it all started or even who I was. There was a man next to me and a girl on the right, they said they were my family. The faces looked right but broken wires would not connect why.
He told me he was my father, that he would protect me, protect me from something. I can’t remember what to be afraid of, some kinda monster? I think that’s right.
He said we had to get food, and that I should find something to fight with, morning was close and it was time to go.
All the buildings, so tall, had become tombs. Some just didn’t believe it could happen, and when the first night had fallen, well you don’t have believe in the sword to die on one.
I went to the roof, the buggers can’t climb, the man had told me, I figured people might have tried to hide up there. I was right.
I found a pipe, with a funny shade of blood on one end, must be a good weapon.
By the time I made it back down the stairs, people had started to come from their holes in the building, leaving the safety to seek out more food?
It gave me hope to see the people, a mix of businessman, mothers, children and holy folk only a big city can achieve. I watched them stumble like drunkin dogs going through a trash can. Barely holding on, almost keeping it together.
It gave me hope, people are strong, we can get through.
Thud.
I had just enough to make it around the corner to watch the next one fall past. He looked at me, as he fell, two levels down. Thud. More started to fall, no one cried out. No one fought it. They stood in a fucking line and just waited their turn.
Not even the children had enough soul left to cry out when the adults pitched them out of windows and over balconies.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
It gained a tempo of a sad and slow ballroom dance, the dance of death. I didn’t try to stop them, didn’t really care, I don’t think there was enough left of me, but that might be my biggest lie. And as the choir reached its crescendo, I turned an walked back out into the street.
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