The day was quiet. I was never expecting to have interaction. The city was often quiet. Too quiet, for my liking. But then again, this was how the world was these days. Quiet. I was just expecting to have a peaceful, quiet day. Just like I'd had before.
And then all of a sudden, there's a glow. I close my eyes, trying to block out the brightness. This was the strangest thing that's happened in the past 10 years. When I open my eyes, I see that someone has entered my house, no warning whatsoever. And instead of an "is this the wrong house?" or an apology for getting the location wrong, all I hear is:
"The end of the world is near."