Fredrick Antherson is first seen in a restaurant writing for an essay. He feels some quaking in the ground and doesn't think much of it. He starts dozing off thinking about what happened 13 years ago, he thinks about how he could've stopped what happened to everyone that day. He mutters to himself, "I wonder how Gregory is doing now in days?" But he dies realize he hasn't seen him in years. He wishes he could just have a normal life but his eyes have fucked him over. "I shouldn't be thinking about this, I'm just going to remember that day," the thinks to himself.
He shakes it off for now and packs his stuff to leave the restaurant. He leaves cash for the tip on the table. He then leaves the restaurant to see the boss of the place he used to work at but there's something off with him, his skin seems deathly pale. When Fredrick tried to ask what was going on with him "Hey, Smith you don't seem like your self, you alright?" When Smith turned around his eyes were pitch black eyes, and flies coming out of his mouth.
Fredrick looked in horror and had to hold in barf.
He ran in a random direction and looked around him as everyone started to look as Smith did. When he saw a green mist come from the ground as cracks formed on the ground.
Everything around him started to shack and those people were starting to decay rapidly. A hole opens from the cracks from what Fredrick sees, he sees glowing energy emerge from it, everything around him is rumbling. The hole grows larger Fredrick tries to run from it but hole catches up to him and he falls in it and goes unconscious.
To be continued...
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Dust to Hope
General FictionA Centuries long story, Spanning across multiple generations each having there own unique twist to the plot line, are you ready for this? If so Buckle in. Read at your own risk, this story contains a lot of trigger topics such as: Ab*se, domestic ab...
