It was as I said my wife's birthday in which the world changed. Today the devil spawn itself drasticly into the parallel portal but not only making two but four. For some reason Satan made a clone of himself before entering the portal. Of course I didn't realize the Antichrist was ingeniously plotting the end of all human race. Well with the unfortunate spawning of four hellish tortures within human range, now every thing was plummeting. Tabitha and I had to make an immediate move to england for there was hope. What's in england you ask well during the rapture our kids Adaya,Lindon,Dominique, and Darcy went off to boarding school. We don't know if they're alive or have been raptured. We longed for them and we worried twenty four seven. My kids were not only my pride and joy but what hope I had left to need me and Tabitha kicking. Well we headed on our way taking as much food and water we could. Our biggest problem was trying to carry our weapons and armor forged poorly with iron pots. Tabitha scouted a old country store and found some diesel fuel in a gas jug. While she stayed indoors I went looking for a diesel vehicle. I was not successful, but I did find a a small blue corvette it was rough and beat up with paint peeled around the broken windows. We drove it to the nearest gas station to check for fuel. We found fuel every few gas stations apart. We arrived were an old ferry boat used to take people to England. We used one of the old abandoned boats with a map and sailing tools to navigate to England. We reached england after a few months journey we were almost out of food so we had to limit ourselves. While Tabitha and I found the boarding school our minds were boggled with terrible thoughts of losing our precious children. We entered the slightly withered building and we searched room to room and only encountered a foul half dead mountain lion covered in maggots. Tabitha couldn't stop crying for we had not known of were our children roam either heaven or what now is hell. We gathered courage to keep looking. Now we were in Holmes chapel a what used to be a delightful friendly neighbor hood. We had stopped to check for gas when all the sudden we observed four young starving children running for their lives. We had hardly noticed
