PART 0|APOCALYPSE

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Screaming

That's all I could remember, I looked around desperate

What was I trying to find? Trying to do? I had no idea

It was havoc, men and women running, children screaming and crying, cars crashing into eachother- hell even murders

Please stop

I knelt to the ground and just... waited, there was nothing for me, I was going to die, the apocalypse had come
The literal apocalypse

I could do nothing, there was officially no god, nothing to help anyone here
Just rubble, dirt and emptiness

I closed my eyes, tried to think of who I could think of in my last moments
But it seemed to be I would die the same way I grew up- alone, nobody to hold, nobody to say my goodbyes as I sob my last tears

Maybe it was a good that the apocalypse was here, the end of my suffering was now- no more minimum wage job, no more broken down apartment- no more dying plants that I could never take care of
I can think of my plants at least

Just as when another car crashed into another, I flinched- but kept my eyes shut
Goodbye world

But when I was expecting more chaos- more screaming
The world went silent
And my head went sore
As I fell to the ground

~TIME SKIP~
I awoke to some sort of door creaking- even in my concussed state, not even needing to look up to know those doors were old
I groan internally, the world still black before me,

Wake up, move

I wait for a minute, before getting the strength to move a bit, and pull myself up, still a bit woozy but

Alive

How am I alive?

By this time I'm getting used to moving, despite the splitting headache, and I start to look around my surroundings, I'm in a somber looking room, almost like a cage, with poor candle lighting, and at last put my hand to my neck, I look down and realize I was also in different clothes, and must've taken my necklace off of me doing so

The absolute fuck?
That wasn't what was in my mind though, I needed my necklace, I had it for so long, and it was... important

I rub my eyes together and and ruffle my hair getting some sensory and energy out of it, before I am interrupted

"You're awake" I look at her and furrow my brows, a woman with black hair and dark lips stood at the doorway, most likely the one who had opened the old door I look her up and down before I speak
How long had she been looking at me then?

"Why am I here?" Is all I can mutter out, i decided it to be better if I wasn't my snarky self, but upon speaking I didn't realise how rough I felt- I don't even think I'd have the energy to be rude if I tried

"I am Miriam mead, you can call me Ms Mead, you-" before she could continue her sentence a taller woman interrupted

"You were on the list" she simply says, she wore her hair strangely, standing up as straight as she could with a cane- a strange woman indeed

I look at her, tilting my head slightly "list?" And she looks back to me

"The list for this sanctuary, you and a select group of others payed to be safe here, perhaps the hit on your head did worse than we though" she smiled thinly, almost sadistically

Payed? I barely have enough money for groceries, never mind... this

It's better to keep my mouth shut I assume, I dont exactly want to be kicked out to whatever... outside is, I change the subject

"Hit? So you're the reason I fainted?" I recall my last memories
"you could've just asked you know"

"But where's the fun in that?" I look at both of them, silent, freaks

"Get dressed, Evelyn- everyone's waiting to see you"

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