The end of the WorldChapter one: [link]
Chapter two: [link]
Chapter three: [link]
Chapter four: [link]
Chapter five: [link]
2 . 11 am MEXICO2:11 am – Mexico2 . 11 am MEXICO
El fin del Mundo. No estoy lista.
“Sister Carmen? Are you ok?”
“What?” She was only 22 and already a devoted nun. Besides her the Father, El Padre.
“I’m fine, Father. I’m fine.” She got up from praying, crossing herself she followed the Father towards his office. When they passed the open doors of the Church she stopped and looked outside. It was wet, muddy and the roads were in a poor state. She looked into the church, her eyes scanning the floor, the spews and finally the crucifix in the middle of the pulpit.
The church was empty. Not a soul wandered into the
8 . 41 pm LONDON8:41pm - London8 . 41 pm LONDON
Michael was in Europe this time.
At 17 he was discovered by his agent, Marco. At 20 he had already sung his way into the hearts of millions with his voice. At 22 He had already traveled around the world and sung for everyone including presidents, noblemen and royalty. At 24 He met the love of his life. At 25 he will die on the London stage.
All his life he wanted to be famous and travel. His whole career was a dream come true. But now he regretted everything. All he wanted now was to be with his girl in the middle of the California valley, holding her and loving her for the last time. I
12.09 am12:09 am I found her laying down on the stadium bleachers looking at the sky smoking. I looked at my watch. I found it to be a habit to check my watch constantly. I didn’t want to, I just did and I hated myself for it. It felt as if I was looking forward towards the end of the World.12.09 am
“Hey”. I said, looking at her. Allie was a natural blonde with brown streaks. Her hairstyle looked like everyone else’s, but it was her vintage red-rimed glasses that made her look unique. She always managed to have something to match her glasses. Today it was a mini school girl skirt with black stockings and a tweed jacket. Even though it was chilly
11.45pm11:45 pm11.45pm
He re-read the e-mail over and over again until his eyes stung from the screen. Peter knew about the meteors but never thought that something like this would never happen. It all seemed so . . . unbelievable.
“Damn. . .” He whispered under his breath. “Shit . . . Hell no. No fucking way.” Swearing wasn’t going to solve anything but it didn’t stop him from whispering the profanity to the computer screen he stared at from his room. Finally he clicked the and wrote what he thought would be the last e-mail he would write to his best friend.
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From: Peter James
Sent:
I made you a picture of pete & allie if you wanna see!
welcome to the DA
im new 2 .... have a gr8 time
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