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The sheep brayed in the field as the lonely boy looked upon the sky. He nestled up against the large rock, warm from the daylight sun. He wondered if life would always be this peaceful; if his life would always be include these animals and the quiet breeze of the countryside.
The organs bellowed above the ceremony, as the elderly woman forced her arthritic fingers to continue the traditional song. The flowers glowed brightly in the sunlight shining through the cracks of the stained glass windows. As the bride commenced down the aisle, no one could have suspected how terrible the day was to become.
Smoke and debris churned in the air, lingering like a sickness. The cries of terror and the anguish of fighting rang loudly and constantly. I turned my head as the cannons shot in quick succession.
The restaurant was bustling and the food was ferried from the kitchen to the tables so fast that customers only saw blurs. Or maybe it was just a blur to me, because I was too entranced by her eyes to notice much of anything else.
The crowd's hushed voices were overwhelmed by the masked man's rants and ravings at the bank attendants for cash. Children cried as everyone crouched on the ground, praying for safety. And to think, all I needed to do was use the ATM.
The walls were lined with brightly colored ribbons, and streamers were haphazardly strewn across the ceiling. The party-goers chatted and gawked as the birthday girl sauntered in, wearing a plastic crown her friends had forced on her head only moments ago.
The newsroom was abuzz with the rhythmic sounds of writers tapping away at their keyboards. Stories flowed through a consciousness of current events, tragedies and local flavor. It was today that Riley would uncover the story of her career.
I nervously followed the mass of students down the hall. It was eerily quiet as they formed two straight, uniform lines with blank eyes and expressions. If I was going to get to the bottom of this mystery, it was going to be at their destination.
Crashed cars lined the streets and people ran every which way. The sky's once bright blue bled into a dark lingering crimson. Screams cried out to deaf ears and the cries of children were lost in an endless sea of insanity. This was the end.
My eyes refused to adjust as I made my way through near darkness. The cave reeked of mildew, and a dripping sounds reverberated around me. I shook and gave a small yelp as I thought I felt bugs crawling all over me. I held onto the cold sides of the cavern, until I saw the gleam of a jewel in the path of my flashlight.
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