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Demolition

Crowds surged forward, people climbing over people, the floors lined with bodies that have fallen in the rushing, crushing wall of more humans. What’re they running from? No one knows, just running, through the streets, jumping over cars, robbing things from shops, destroying various objects as the horde continues to crush forward. Thousands of people screaming for their lives, worried, petrified, that they’ll be crushed or be killed by whatever is about to happen.

Then it comes, a loud boom a few miles away and what can only be imagined as the world breaking apart is suddenly realised as a flame wall from a nuclear weapon. This is it, how the world ends. Fire tears through people at speeds exceeding that of a jet fighter, tearing, ripping shredding peoples limbs, burning them. Screams burnt out quite literally as the boom continues. Buildings with no time to collapse simply vaporise, along with the corpses, the live bodies and cars, bikes and planes. Nothing escapes, yet just a few more miles away a plane flies, watching the havoc, reporting news to places that have other inbound missiles.

Now we realise, now we sit and watch while our own earth and civilization is destroyed, only now do we understand the mistakes of overpowered weaponry. But now its too late. We’re wherever we go after we die. In a void somewhere. Interpret it for yourselves, believe whatever you want but don’t have false hopes, don’t believe we’ll be ok. We wont. We never are.

The end is nigh? Probably not. But it’s close enough. Think about it – why spend your time believing when you could spend it doing something? Make your own reality. Live your own life, don’t be a sheep and follow what other people believe.

Description
Demolition

Crowds surged forward, people climbing over people, the floors lined with bodies that have fallen in the rushing, crushing wall of more humans. What’re they running from? No one knows, just running, through the streets, jumping over cars, robbing things from shops, destroying various objects as the horde continues to crush forward. Thousands of people screaming for their lives, worried, petrified, that they’ll be crushed or be killed by whatever is about to happen.

Then it comes, a loud boom a few miles away and what can only be imagined as the world breaking apart is suddenly realised as a flame wall from a nuclear weapon. This is it, how the world ends. Fire tears through people at speeds exceeding that of a jet fighter, tearing, ripping shredding peoples limbs, burning them. Screams burnt out quite literally as the boom continues. Buildings with no time to collapse simply vaporise, along with the corpses, the live bodies and cars, bikes and planes. Nothing escapes, yet just a few more miles away a plane flies, watching the havoc, reporting news to places that have other inbound missiles.

Now we realise, now we sit and watch while our own earth and civilization is destroyed, only now do we understand the mistakes of overpowered weaponry. But now its too late. We’re wherever we go after we die. In a void somewhere. Interpret it for yourselves, believe whatever you want but don’t have false hopes, don’t believe we’ll be ok. We wont. We never are.

The end is nigh? Probably not. But it’s close enough. Think about it – why spend your time believing when you could spend it doing something? Make your own reality. Live your own life, don’t be a sheep and follow what other people believe.