Apocalypse
Cold and damp there was no sign of life. Abandoned buildings, barbed wire everywhere and huge cracks in the ground. Shaking, fear is in the air. Tree’s dying and falling like a plane crash landing. It’s so dark you can’t even see the moon shine over. Finally it’s day! Bone’s of the dead turned into dust, family skulls blown away in the tornado. It feels like hell here if only they didn't drop the missile.
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