"why?" i thought to myself as i lit the cigarette and drew it close to my mouth. i kicked off my worn out shoes and positioned myself comfortably against the torn up motel couch. in front of me, the television and outside the building, the bustling streets of manila.i leaned in closer to observe the news reporters restless face. " as you have just seen, the nazca lines have dissapeared out of plainn sight. there is no explanation as to why this has happened. what me do know is that geologists, astronomers and archeologists are doing their best to find a reason for the di-" the reporter was cut off by a loud explosion and a low hum from the quarintined area. my eyes widened."what the.." i inhaled the last puff of smoke and let it fill my lungs before i exhaled a stream of smoke and looked at the screen in disbelifef.i walked close to the screen when suddenly the screen went blank and the lights turned off . the power had been cut off again.
"oh aking kabutihan ang kapangyarihan ay out muli!" I heard the old lady that stayed below me shout . I sat back and took a deep breath in and out. " why now?" I hissed at the dark and empty lounge.
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7 Hours earlier that day;
I was walking down the
