- I’m walking down the empty freeway. There are no cars on the road. The air is warm and dry. The only sound that can be heard is the steady breeze that blows against my body as I keep walking down the highway. All I can see ahead of me is a long stretch of black road that seems to gradually curve up into the sky, which I begin to look up at. I stare in awe at the sight my eyes are fixed on. The grey clouds are ablaze with fire. Enormous, orange and red flames slowly lick the dark sky. Everywhere I look, clouds are on fire. I notice the moon, or what seems to be left of it. It’s as if a bomb had blown up and scattered it’s pieces in a trail through the sky. Ashes fall on all around me, like dark snowflakes cast out from heaven. I continue on, walking down this freeway that seems to never end. Where am I going? Why is the sky on fire? Where is everybody? Am I the only one left? I feel thirsty, but I’m not thirsty. I feel tired but I’m not sleepy. I just want to see a sign of life.
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