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Drew
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The end of times was near and everyone knew it. People were vanishing off the face of the earth and all the local state and city officals could say was that they were missing. No one knew why or where they had gone. Little by little this spread to the outer laying areas.
Governments around the world tried to cover up the massive amounts of people that had gone missing but werent able too. Then suddenly it stopped. The rumors that it was the second coming of Christ were replaced by fears of aliens. Had they taken humans and done unnatural things to them?
The fear spread through the people and homicide's started to take over. Everyone was scared. No one had any answers and the death toll was rising. Cities were cleaned out and the smaller towns were in lock down. It was every man for himself.
Mia Santos was one of the ones that was left confused and alone in her small studio apartment. Most of the other tenants had taken off weeks before the food ran out but she stayed. She had no place to go. Her only hope was to go to the police station where she was working to look for food and to get some water.
She was lucky that in her uniform no one bothered her. Most came to her for healing or prayer but with everything so crazy she began to question her faith and her choice in careers. Being a nun seemed like the right thing to do but now things looked very different. An officer would come for her everyday at 9 am and they would walk the three blocks to the station together.
Today however he was late and she was worried. Taking a huge risk she set out alone and walked fast. Making it alright she went inside and to her small desk near the holding cells. She was there to give the last rights to those waiting to die but that job seemed pointless now. It was a horrible thing to have to do in the first place but it was more of a title than a real job. She would pray with the sinners or criminals but nothing more. Most just sat there waiting court dates and she was kept there to look good on paper that they were helping the church.
Everything was a cover for something else and right now she didnt care. At least here she felt a little safer even if it was strange. Tucked away she read her book and ignored the yelling and cat calls.
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More and more men and women were brought in for questioning but nothing ever came of it. With enough money most were let go. Nothing mattered any more as everything had changed. It was all about staying alive now.
Governments around the world tried to cover up the massive amounts of people that had gone missing but werent able too. Then suddenly it stopped. The rumors that it was the second coming of Christ were replaced by fears of aliens. Had they taken humans and done unnatural things to them?
The fear spread through the people and homicide's started to take over. Everyone was scared. No one had any answers and the death toll was rising. Cities were cleaned out and the smaller towns were in lock down. It was every man for himself.
Mia Santos was one of the ones that was left confused and alone in her small studio apartment. Most of the other tenants had taken off weeks before the food ran out but she stayed. She had no place to go. Her only hope was to go to the police station where she was working to look for food and to get some water.
She was lucky that in her uniform no one bothered her. Most came to her for healing or prayer but with everything so crazy she began to question her faith and her choice in careers. Being a nun seemed like the right thing to do but now things looked very different. An officer would come for her everyday at 9 am and they would walk the three blocks to the station together.
Today however he was late and she was worried. Taking a huge risk she set out alone and walked fast. Making it alright she went inside and to her small desk near the holding cells. She was there to give the last rights to those waiting to die but that job seemed pointless now. It was a horrible thing to have to do in the first place but it was more of a title than a real job. She would pray with the sinners or criminals but nothing more. Most just sat there waiting court dates and she was kept there to look good on paper that they were helping the church.
Everything was a cover for something else and right now she didnt care. At least here she felt a little safer even if it was strange. Tucked away she read her book and ignored the yelling and cat calls.
http://img5.allocine.fr/acmedia/medias/nmedia/18/36/20/33/18819772.jpg
More and more men and women were brought in for questioning but nothing ever came of it. With enough money most were let go. Nothing mattered any more as everything had changed. It was all about staying alive now.