HOW MUCH T1ME

When The Ceiling Falls

"Hello and welcome to the 2034 Dressy But Messy fashion show"

As I listened to the hostess of the show I began to feel my eyelids become heavy. I was trying as hard as I could not to fall asleep.

"First up Miss America!"

The hostess kept going on and on about the outfits and the vintage look.

"And it looks like Miss Europe is taking on the old yet stylish look from back in 2015!"

I began to feel my self slide further down into my chair, but I couldn't fall asleep. I came here for Darcy I couldn't let her come out and walk the catwalk only to see me asleep. I can't do that to her I love her. We met a few years ago back in Australia. I was recording for my new show and she was in the studio getting ready for her first photo shoot. She's come pretty far since then. I guess I've come pretty far to. I always wanted to follow in my great grandfathers footsteps. He was on home and away but the show was canceled due to lack of viewers.

"Miss Australia is up next and what a stunner she is. Just look at those lashes. Maybe she's born with it maybe its Maybelline."

I quickly reacted to the hostess' words and sat up. Darcy walked the catwalk like the star she was. She deserved to be miss Australia. How did I manage to get lucky enough to meet someone like her. She was even smart. Not like some other models.

"Look at that how her black hair flows she must use Tresseme shampoo."

I wish the hostess would just stop trying to mention the sponsors of the show. Darcy doesn't even use make up. Her skin is just that perfect. The designers always pick her for commercials because she can act as well.

" Well isn't she stunning. That was amazing but not as amazing as how you could lose 20 kilos in less than two months with the new light and easy program. Eat nothing three days each week and you could look just as good as Miss Australia."

I began to get annoyed with her American accent. It sounded fake and made her sound unintelligent.

"Oh and look at Miss Antarctica. And look at her dress. Antarctica has come far in the fashion industry since it officially became a liveable place. It brings out the colour in her-"

The hostess was still talking but I couldn't hear her. The speakers had stopped working. I sighed in relief as I got to have a break from her annoying voice. Suddenly the lights all went out. Screams began to come from the crowd. I began to feel my heart pumping quicker. The adrenaline was rushing through my body and then I heard a massive crash. I didn't know what it was but I could hear shrieks of pain. I worried for Darcy. What if backstage collapsed. What if she wasn't alive any longer. I remembered I had my iPhone 14 in my pocket. I pulled it out and turned on the force field button. I texted Darcy a protection field just incase she had passed out or had gotten knocked unconscious. If I texted her a field it would automatically protect her from any danger until switched off via my phone. The lights still remaining began to flicker. It gave flashes of light. There were not manny survivors. The upper level of the entertainment centre had collapsed into the one bellow and caused the death of many unexpecting spectators bellow. I got out of my chair turned off my force field and began to climb over the rubble to get to the backstage area.

As I climbed over the massive pile of rubble and dead bodies I noticed that it was dark outside. I checked the time on my phone. It was only 2:15 in the afternoon the sun should still be out. I don't know what was going on but I knew I had to find Darcy and get out of this place before it completely collapsed. People where scrambling out as quickly as they could. They where all trying to get out of the door at once. I jumped down off the rubble onto what remained of the stage. I could see decapitated bodies everywhere but was in to much shock to feel sad about the lives lost. I got to the backstage dressing room but it was locked. I don't know why it was locked. The models have to get out of the dressing rooms as quickly as possible. I could hear someone in the room, but I couldn't make out what they where saying.

"DARCY! ARE YOU IN THERE?"

"CHRIS IS THAT YOU?"

"YES" I said happily. I had a sigh of relief.

"YES IT IS. CAN YOU UNLOCK THE DOOR" I asked. I could hear her but her voice had suddenly become quieter.

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"Sh"

I faintly heard through the door.

"What is it?" I whispered through the door.

"There's something wrong with the beautician...I thought she was dead but she..."

"What...she what."I said desperately

"She was crushed by the ceiling and she died but now she's suddenly alive. I don't know how but she is."she sounded scared.

"What do you mean. That's impossible"I say confused.

"I know it sounds crazy Chris but...it's like she's a zombie."she said embraced I would think she was crazy. I heard a loud grown which made me jump a little. Darcy screamed and I heard her bump into the door. She must have jumped.

"It's ok. Just...just open the door and come out here."I said wondering if it was the right thing to do. Now knowing that she was mostly safe I turned the force field off so she could open the door. The door swung open almost hitting me in the face. The second she got out of the door she hugged me for comfort. As she hugged me I could see in the room and what used to be the beautician. She was the undead. There was no possible way that she could have lived through being crushed. I could see that she was beginning to free herself from the rubble and just as she did I pushed Darcy away and closed the door.

"Sorry" I said knowing she would understand. She gave me a comforting look. And got up. Her dress all torn and tattered and one of her heals had broken off. She couldn't walk properly with them on.

"Darcy if you want to get out of here alive your going to have to get some other shoes."I said expecting her to quickly get some.

"But all my other shoes are in the room" she said knowing there was no way of getting other shoes. I looked at her and she immediately knew what I was going to say. She took off her shoes and we began to walk down the corridor.

"What was upstairs before it collapsed?" I asked her curiously. She thought or a while then answered.

"I think it was a science centre or something." Immediately I thought of what I had seen the day before on the news. There was a group of scientists who claimed they had found the cure to cancer. They said they where going to test it today. Something must have gone wrong. Maybe an explosion leading to the outbreak of a virus or maybe the test subject became mutated as a side effect of the cure. Who knows. All I know is that a crime against nature has happened and Darcy and I are going to survive it.