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Apocalypse..
It was a normal day, I went to work - same people, same coffee, same concerns. Everything was the same. My life at Nine to Five - simple enough.
After my same old day, I started my same old journey home. The same people always responded to me. Everything as usual - right?
Headphones in - world off. As always, the same songs play on the way home, I know them by heart, but they always save the day.
As always, I respond to the people I know with a smile and a friendly nod. I usually get the same back - but today... Today was different.
Many walked quickly, almost running past me. Their gazes were empty and almost fearful. What's wrong here?
On an advertising screen, not the latest trends or movies as usual - a newsreader with a serious expression. I take a pair of headphones out of my ear.
"It's... how shall we put it... devastating... don't leave your house or apartment! Protect yourself and your loved ones..." - Abort, blackout... people running, anxious calls for family members... the earth is shaking... sirens everywhere.
The earth beneath me is moving... Heat rises... the streets filled with black smoke. I run, run for my life, but what am I running from?
Out, out, out of the city! Everyone out of the city, I hear from a distance. Next to me a car with screeching tires "Get in, go!".
After hours of driving, suddenly silence. We leave an apocalyptic image behind us - smoke, fire, screams.
"We're going into the forest" - it's supposed to be safe there, one of the passengers tells me.
We arrive. A coniferous forest, densely wooded with fir trees - all seems right with the world here.
We are greeted by other people. "Glad you made it," many of them say to us.
A small radio on a table: "We have lost, the world as we once knew it is lost. *Noise* We don't know where from, we don't know how, we only know that the world as we know it will never exist again. *crash* hug your loved ones, tell them how much you love them, because in a way this will be the last time... *abort*
Everyone pauses, around 30 people sit around a campfire, perhaps the last of our kind? In this peaceful place surrounded by destruction, fire and grief... in this silence, a loud noise shrills from afar, the kind you only know from Jurassic Park.
"It seems as if the earth has taken back what belongs to it..." says a man by the fire, taking a deep puff of his cigar, a smile slipping from his lips.
"We were only ever guests here".
After my same old day, I started my same old journey home. The same people always responded to me. Everything as usual - right?
Headphones in - world off. As always, the same songs play on the way home, I know them by heart, but they always save the day.
As always, I respond to the people I know with a smile and a friendly nod. I usually get the same back - but today... Today was different.
Many walked quickly, almost running past me. Their gazes were empty and almost fearful. What's wrong here?
On an advertising screen, not the latest trends or movies as usual - a newsreader with a serious expression. I take a pair of headphones out of my ear.
"It's... how shall we put it... devastating... don't leave your house or apartment! Protect yourself and your loved ones..." - Abort, blackout... people running, anxious calls for family members... the earth is shaking... sirens everywhere.
The earth beneath me is moving... Heat rises... the streets filled with black smoke. I run, run for my life, but what am I running from?
Out, out, out of the city! Everyone out of the city, I hear from a distance. Next to me a car with screeching tires "Get in, go!".
After hours of driving, suddenly silence. We leave an apocalyptic image behind us - smoke, fire, screams.
"We're going into the forest" - it's supposed to be safe there, one of the passengers tells me.
We arrive. A coniferous forest, densely wooded with fir trees - all seems right with the world here.
We are greeted by other people. "Glad you made it," many of them say to us.
A small radio on a table: "We have lost, the world as we once knew it is lost. *Noise* We don't know where from, we don't know how, we only know that the world as we know it will never exist again. *crash* hug your loved ones, tell them how much you love them, because in a way this will be the last time... *abort*
Everyone pauses, around 30 people sit around a campfire, perhaps the last of our kind? In this peaceful place surrounded by destruction, fire and grief... in this silence, a loud noise shrills from afar, the kind you only know from Jurassic Park.
"It seems as if the earth has taken back what belongs to it..." says a man by the fire, taking a deep puff of his cigar, a smile slipping from his lips.
"We were only ever guests here".
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Julchen2017 27 days ago
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Exactly like this!!! is how the fragrance smells. I don't want to smell like that. I've just put it on my arm from a WB and have already tried to scrub it off twice. It holds up bravely - I still have to go shopping.....🥹
Henriquatre 11 months ago
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Thanks for the nice head cinema! I'll stick to the fragrance candidates that don't immediately make you think of the end of the world...