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The Final Curtain Call

The sky was red and unusual in design. People got out of their cars to watch. To take photos and smile. No one seemed to mind. No one listened as a car radio churned on;

And I looked, and behold, a pale horse: and the name that sat on him was Death, and hell followed with him. And power was given to them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.

Revelations.

"It's the end of the world."

The cultist raised their hands to the sky.

The protesters shouted: "Down with the capitalist, if we are going to die! We will make them suffer first!"

The looters took to the streets; "Burn the buildings!"

Tom from Channel 9, "What's happening to our World?"

"Come from by the window sweetie don't look up at the sky," a mother said to her daughter.

Fire danced in the eyes of man.

A war raged in their hearts and minds. A war against the sky and a war against their own kin.

Laughter carried upon the wind, laughter carried at it all.

Ash

Ash turned her gaze back to the hundreds of people following her. They carried all the items that they had in the shelter. Food and personal belongings in the bags on their back. This was such a big risk as she watched them move. She had taken every precaution, she could. The guards kept the rear while the weaker people stood in the center as they made this march to the door with a mixture of eagerness and fear. Their eyes popped left to right, to the slightest whisper on the wind.

Everything was quiet. She sensed nothing nearby. It was all too easy, why was nothing standing in their way. Had they finally been given some form of luck? Would this key really be the answer to there freedom?

Only a few moments away, the scout had said.

Until it was before her. This building was strange, it stood alone and nothing was around it. Like a lost relic in time that had found itself here.

"Is this it?" Ash called, looking at one of the leaders beside her. He wore a blue medallion around his neck. He, in turn, looked at the scout who nodded.

It really was a door. She peered at the key that she had taken out of the box, the symbol was the same. The door had the mark of VIXI upon it.

The same symbol that was branded upon her. Was this some sort of clue?
She reached her hand out with the key and hesitated. With this, she thought I would have surpassed any accomplishments of my sister. I would have proven Domenic wrong. If only you could have lived to see this in the end. That I was always the better one.

Then it came the moment she was dreading. She heard a scout screamed as he was swooped into the air. She turned to see the monsters in pursuit of them. The guards took up positions as best as they could and those who could not defend themselves pushed and pulled themselves forward. It was chaotic and it would not hold. The guards were no match. There was no time. She took a deep breath as she made her decision. Ash opened the door.

It creaked opened and before she could weigh if to enter. It was flooded by those who were panicked. The leaders went first with smiles on their faces. They pushed their way past her and soon many others.

The world seemed to shake and convulse as if it was moving. There was laughter upon the wind.

She grabbed her sword from her back and did what she thought was best to defend everyone until the last.