You saw it coming, the clouds of gray over the horizon, massive fortresses in the sky. The neighbors shrugged and said it was merely a storm brewing, then took their potted plants inside. But what storm brews like that?
Smart thing to do is hunker down at home, board up the windows, triple-lock the doors. And that’s exactly what you do, because God knows it doesn’t look good. The dogs whine and scratch at the doors, but you’ll be damned if you let anyone go outside. All Hell is going to break loose. While there’s water to be had, you fill up water bottles. The lighting dims. Damn lights are going to go out, so you gather a flashlight and batteries, and as an afterthought, grab the gun from the attic. After setting up the dusty old thing you call a TV, you sit down on the couch in front of it. The signal is messed up; screen’s fuzzy around the edges. You smack the TV upside the head to clear things, but it only becomes worse as the minutes roll on by.
Then everything shudders. Continue Reading