what if you lived in a world without color, if you found gray and white the most vivid color combination, if you knew nothing other... until someone comes along and flips everything you knew before... could it just be a side effect.. or will this one person permanently change the way you see everything.
hark! the angel of death blows his trumpet. the fortold rapture has taken place for now I have no room to escape. I am trapped in this
It's a regular night, Valerie's mother tells her to take out the trash, but what is coming her way isn't something she would ever expect. Will she have to go? Will she live? Will she ever see her family again? Is her family a part of it? Have her parents lied to her, her whole life? Will she fall in love?
Death. Death doesn't care if you're old or young. Death doesn't care if you're healthy or ill. Death doesn't care if you're naughty or nice. Death doesn't care if you're loved or not. If Death wants you dead, then Death will have you dead.