the hole.

First Week

'The man, however, was gazing in idle reverie at the city's skyline growing ever more beautiful, and he failed to notice, the large stone flying through the air aiming right for his head. Bang. The last thing he saw was the beautiful skyline, thinking it would last forever, and boy was he wrong.

It had been a week since it all started. Everything from corpses to candy rappers rained from the sky, the villagers had escaped to the close city for cover, but it didn't help in the slightest. The everything rain had spread to the city. There wasn't another living area for at least 60 miles, and no one had the supplies to go. Most people had gone to basements for cover and taken as much as they could carry with them, but they had started to run out of food and gas for heaters. They decided to send two of their city workers to get more, who sadly never returned. Only half of the villagers had made it to the city safe, and only around 550 people had made it into the nearest basement. Most were hurt badly, and almost everyone had some illness or another, they didn't have the supplies to cure everyone and had all silently come to the conclusion that not everyone was going to be treated. " Please, she's only 5!" "I deserve to live." "I will buy it for 200$!". These were only some of the many pleads of the people of the town and villages, desperately trying to get medicine for a second chance at life. Many of the villagers had started to blame the people of the city for "putting a curse" on their land by disrespecting the church grounds, and the city people despised them, claiming that their land was causing this. It now was not only something close to an apocalypse, but also a full fledged war. The villagers thought that if they could kill off the city people, then it would undo the bad, and the city people fought back with raining terror and rage.