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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GUARDIAN|M.LANGDON
General Fiction"Who am I?" "Paradise" In which the Antichrist And the First Angel Fall in love • • • • AU where "Eve" was actually an angel
