Let There Be Darkness

Let There Be Darkness

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"No. I don't want to," I answered. Our conversation didn't go well, because I wanted to be silent, and he wanted to talk. It seemed to me that it had become even lighter around, although the night was only deepening. It couldn't be dawn already, could it? I looked around and ran my eyes along the horizon. The sun was not visible, and the sky was not turning gray. "The night is so bright. ", Drake noticed too. And now I frowned. Why was it? And then there was an explosion that almost deafened me. Rocks flew in all directions. Something exploded in our house. In our dear asteroid. Drake and I jumped almost simultaneously, fell to the ground and covered our heads with our hands. Before I could understand what had happened, there was another explosion and this time screams...
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