The Ending

Date: 1/13/2017

On an open field, I was surrounded by noise and chaos. The environment was not frightening but it reminded me of the daily business which comes with life. Easily compared to a county fair. I was being held from behind. The comfort of a friend. A familiar feeling. In the sky there was suddenly a strong light shooting upwards from the ground but far from my location. It resembled a nuke or a firework. I got frightened as I realized the light was headed back down to earth. I quickly turned around to embrace the comfort which holds me. Paul, my beloved. I tell him I love him and kiss him passionately as I prepare to die. But I did not die. Instead the light awaked some sort of apocalypse upon the grounds around us. People went mad, almost as if to be zombies or just simply negativity. I would not accept that reality, I knew I did not belong there. Almost instantly I remembered that I had the ability to fly. I urged my companion to come with me. He could not fly. He held on to me as I tried time and time again to remain in flight, however the weight was too heavy and though I could get pretty high with much effort, I could not carry the both of us.