One minute the teacher was talking about the Civil War and the next minute he was gone. There. Gone. No "poof". No flash of light. no explosion. Sam temple was sitting in third-period history class staring blankly at the blackboard but far away in his head. In his head he was down at the beach, he and Quinn. Down at the beach with their boards, yelling, bracing for the first plunge into cold pacific water. For a moment he thought he had imagined it , the teacher disappearing . For a moment he thought he'd slipped into a daydream. Sam turned to Mary terrafino, who sat just to his left. "You saw that, right ?" Mary was staring hard at the place where the teacher had been. "Uhm, where's mr. Trentlake?"
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Gone : this is the way the world ends
AzioneIn the blink of an eye. Everyone disappears. Gone. Except for the young: Teens. Middle schoolers . Toddlers. But not a single adult. No teachers, no cops, no doctors, no parents. And just as suddenly, there are no phones, no internet, no televisio...
