Are they ready for this? Part I

[SoundingtheAlarm]

"Heavenly Father ..we thank you for this food we are about to receive...we thank you for your bringing Anthony home safely and bringing our new brother Hank into our lives" "We ask for your guidance and wisdom and protection as we go through each day we are about to face ...in Jesus name Amen"

"So Hank..I know Texas is famous for it's chili but have you had any deer meat chili?" "No ..can't say as I have...but looks like ya'll are game...so if it's good enough for you ..I'm sure it taste great" "well dig in ..tell us what you think?" Hank on the spot takes his first ever bite of deer chili ...slowly absorbs the taste...."boy taste good"..Dan smiles with pride...."umm ...say Anthony ...could please pass the salt" Hank ask. Tim chuckles to himself..knowing the truth.'

The five men sat eating and talking the night away....when suddenly the whole place where they were sitting began to shake quite violently...Dan and Anthony both hollered out "WHAT IS HAPPENING?" "After shocks" Dan spoke up....."Yeah that horrible earthquake that tore through the middle of the country sure did a number up the road (about 4 hours east in St Louis)....split that famous arch right in half ya know?" "of course ..but with all that's been happening..it's hard to remember it all" "and luckily for us when that Nuclear bomb hit Kansas City...the wind was out of the South or we would have been sure to been hit with fall out as well" "those poor people in Iowa ...I'm sure there getting sick as we speak" "This world has gone completely mad" Anthony spoke up and then proceeded to share the story of the two people they saw assassinated at the Flying J Truckstop in Joplin Mo. As much as the good meal fed the stomachs ....reality was attacking their soul....Daryl the 15 year old son of Dan and anthony's cousin began to cry..."I'm just so scared...what hope is their really? I mean Pastor Tim ...you shared about the times we are about to face .. THE GREAT TRIBULATION ...you called it...so all we have to look forward to is hell on earth?" Daryl's older college cousin ..realizing he was probably the one who could talk his cousins language chimed in "Daryl look at it this way.....8 years from right now...if we stick with JESUS...we will be in the most AWESOME PLACE we could ever imagine" "and we will all be together with Jesus and your mom and my mom" "there will never ever ever be anything to fear again!" "so just chill out and sit back and see what tomorrow has before you start worrying about every other thing" Daryl like only a teen can do spouted off "well I hope heaven is good as you all say or I'm really going to be ticked"

[SoundingtheAlarm]

I was going to continue reading yesterdy, but it was one of my "don't feel well days and I slept most of the day", but feeling good today and sat here the next 10 pages to the last post.

I can hardly wait for the next installment.

Having always been a voracious reader and always wishing I was a writer, I give you all a (the last score should be a 10 too) for this story.

I have never read the "Left Behind" series, because I understand there was some "leven" in them. So far I have not read or seen any "leven" in this thread even though it is all ad-libbed. Could we have just a wee bit more Scripture included though

you are all doing a great job.


ing that God will continue to guide as you write.

God Bless you all!!!

Now back to!

appreciate your comments and point well taken about the scripture...we'll humbly follow that advisement. Can't speak for any of the other contributors...but I am as amateur as it gets...just praying and letting it fly

[SoundingtheAlarm]

Meanwhile in that dark basement of NWOIHWT leader Natas.....He sits at his computer and posts marching orders day and night....his latest command comes with a reward.

It has come to my mind that as world leaders are arresting new believers..that they are sure to go underground as well. It is my belief they will attempt to install covert communication methods..similar to ours..so I am offering $10,000.00 to any member who is the first to find AND penetrate their network....and another $10,000.00 will follow that if in penetrating their network it leads to the location and murder of just one of those scum sucking bible wacko's.

[SoundingtheAlarm]

Back at the compound...Rabbi and Brother Aaron have decided to set up round the clock prayer vigils to coincide with their security detail.

"The effectual fervent prayer of the Righteous Avails Much" ...Rabbi proclaimed to the army of God.....Jesus said "my house is to be called a house of prayer"....well that's what we are going to make sure this sanctuary is built upon...."Unless the Lord builds this place our Labor will be in vain"

The Night before Jesus was to be crucified He asked His disciples this question"..The Rabbi continued..."could you not tarry with Me one hour" "what we are asking..as long as you make this sanctuary your safe haven...we are asking NOT requiring...that you stand post one hour in prayer for your fellow brother's and sister's each day" WE believe we have heard from God on this and therefore we are sharing this with you now..so even tonight we can begin to pray accordingly"

[ZAGS]

"Why would they take me? Is asking questions a crime now?" Zoe shook her head. "What happened to free speach, and who do these people think they are?"
"These are people who will do whatever it takes to get their New World Order", Trevor answered.
"Please stop the car." Zoe needed to think. She didn't know who to trust. Why was this guy helping her. She didn't know him. She was confused. She just wanted answers, but was afraid she already knew them. "Please, let me out."
Trevor could hear the fear in her voice and pulled the car over. He turned to face Zoe. "Look, I'm sorry. The world seems to be spinning out of control. I can't imagine how you feel. You woke up yesterday, and found the world had changed. It's only been a few days since the ra..., um, disappearances, but at least I was awake and aware. You had questions. You needed someone to give you answers. You couldn't have known that by asking those questions you would somehow be putting a target on your back. At least let me give you a ride to wherever you need to go."
"I can't", Zoe said. " I don't know you, I don't know if I can trust you. I sorry." She opened the car door and started to get out, grabbing her bag of clothes.
"Zoe, here is my phone number. You can call me. I will be off for the next couple of days so I will be around. I know you won't believe me, but you can trust me."
Zoe took the paper and closed the car door.
Trevor sat for a moment looking at her, and then slowly began to drive away.
After the the car had turned a corner, Zoe dug her jeans out of the bag and put them on, along with the sweatshirt and tennis shoes she had been wearing when she had the wreck. The wind began to pick up, swirling snow around her ankles. She looked around and realized that she was only a few blocks away from her parents house. She turned and started walking quickly, she just wanted to get home.
As she walked down her parent's street she notice that none of the sidewalks had been shoveled. Timmy, the neighborhood boy who shoveled snow for everybody, must have been taken too. He was quite an architect. He would load up the snow on the trailer hitched to the back of his four wheeler and take it to his house. He used the snow to build forts in his back yard. The day Zoe had arrived when moving from Texas, he had been shoveling the snow in her parents driveway. He was probably 12 or 13 years old, Zoe had noticed the fourwheeler with a mound of snow piled on the trailer. "That's pretty ingenious, hauling the snow away", she'd said. He'd told her what he was using it for. "Wanna see?", he'd asked. Zoe said "Sure", figuring he was just a kid and there would be huge piles of snow that may have some resemblance to igloos. When she had entered the back yard, she had been stunned speachless. He had real looking buildings built, not just one but several. It had looked like a town built from snow.
Zoe turned onto the sidewalk leading up to her parents house, when she realized she didn't have her keys. She made her way to the door and turned the knob and was surprised to find the door unlocked. She peeked in the door and saw that nothing looked to be disturbed, and continued slowly into the house. She closed the door behind her, and looked into the living room. On the chair was her mothers favorite bathrobe. It looked as if she had been sitting there, and just disappeared right out of it. Zoe walked closer and saw that in the lap of the robe was her mom's bible.
Zoe backed away stiffiling a sob. She turned and walked down the hall. She stopped in front of the door. She placed her palm against it and lay her head on the back of her hand. She finally lifted her head and reached for the knob. She slowly turned it and swung the door open.
Her heart lept with joy. "Jade!!" She began to rush forward, but realized she wasn't seeing Jade. She was seeing her own reflection.

[ZAGS]

Just as Zoe made that realization, a tremor shook the house. The mirror wobbled shakily on it legs and began to topple over. Zoe dove to catch it and keep it from breaking. The tremor subsided, and Zoe set the mirror back on it's legs.
The mirror, an exact match to the one her father had given to her. "Identical twin mirrors for my identical twin girls. Quadrupal the beauty," he had said proudly. Her father had spent hours with a wood craftsman, designing and perfecting the victorian design mirrors for their sixteenth birthday. When they had uncovered them, both Zoe and Jade had screamed and hugged each other. Then they had run to their dad and jumped on him, smothering him with hugs and kisses. "Daddy, you said they were too expensive," Jade had said. Zoe chimed in with, "Yeah daddy, 'I'm not going to spend that kind of money on something that probably cost five dollars to make.' in an imitation of their dads voice. "Well", their father had said, "these aren't the mirrors from the catalog. I had these special made for my special girls."
"And what about this special girl, who carried and gave birth to those special girls", there mother had said with a feigned pout. Their father had winked at them and turned to his wife of eighteen years, "your gift is right here". He held up his hand, and on his pinky was an emerald ring. "An emerald for my beautiful wife, to remind her of Jesus on His Throne in heaven, surrounded by a rainbow the color of an emerald." Their father had slid the ring on her mothers finger, "Happy birthday Joleen. I love you, and thank you again for having our beautiful daughters on your birthday." Their mother had been trying to hide the tears in her eyes, but at her husbands words, they spilled onto her cheeks. "Oh Lawrence, I love you too. That day you helped me deliver the best birthday present. I was so happy to bring our daughters into the world. I thank God for blessing me with them and you."
Zoe slid to the floor as the memories overwhelmed her.

[Jsmythe]

(back at a bistro in the EU...)

Ramon was frantically wiping at the speaker's tuxedo but he couldn't remove the red wine stain. Meanwhile the owner of the restaurant, a chubby looking man with a big, bushy mustache was trying to defuse the situation and begging the speaker to forgive them for such incompetence.

The speaker shouted in a rage, "NO ONE DOES THIS TO ME!" Suddenly, Ramon felt invisible hands gripping his throat making it difficult to breathe. He started choking and all he could see was the speaker glaring at him with pure hate in his beady, black eyes.

No one in the room said anything as Ramon stood there dying in front of them. A few of the men seated at the table clearly looked uncomfortable at the scene being played out before them. Suddenly, Ramon the waiter fell over dead.

The speaker looked confused and fell to his knees. "I've never done anything like that before....what's happening to me?", he stammered. He quickly regained his compusure, got up and walked out. As he was walking out, he could be heard muttering under his breath, "At least I don't need to leave a tip." With the mood of the party clearly on a downward turn, the remaining 11 men got up out of their chairs and filed out of the room without saying anything. Their limosines were waiting for them outside.

A busboy came in and found the owner shaking. "What should I do with Ramon?", he asked. "Just throw him in the dumpster outside", replied the owner.

[Jsmythe]

(In a dark basement in San Francisco, CA....)

Cyrax opened up his special Inferno browser and went to the website of NWOIHWT to read the latest instructions. He smiled when he read what his leader had in mind and how much he was willing to pay.

Cyrax had ghostly pale skin with dark circles underneath his eyes. His body was covered in tattoos and he had several piercings in his face. Like every member of NWOIHWT he had to do three things to be admitted. First, he had to be a good enough hacker to find and get into the website to apply. He had to kill by burning someone alive of the group's choosing, and he had to make a video of himself blaspheming the Holy Spirit and post it to the website. No one in the group had ever met another member in real life but the NWOIHWT were the kings of the internet and to be a member meant you had respect.

His favorite band, "Deicide" was playing in the background as he went to work finding out where the little lambs were hiding out. He thought about how much fun he would have with the money he would make for such a simple job.

[Jsmythe]

(In a dark basement in San Francisco, CA....)

Cyrax had been working for eight hours nonstop all night. He believed that he had found their website, and he thought he had figured out the location of where it was coming from but he was unable to get into the website or try to destroy it.

Whoever had set up the encryption on this site was good, really good. The work reminded him of someone well known in the criminal underground who was not a member of the group, but still well known and respected. That is impossible though, thought Cyrax.

He thought of sending the location of the Christian slime to his leader but he didn't want anyone else to know where it was. He didn't want anyone getting in on his golden payday.

[ZAGS]

Zoe could feel a yawning emptyness as she sat there on the floor. She sat dry eyed, the pain was unlike anything she had ever felt. She had never been alone before. Even when she had lived in Dumas, hundreds of miles away from her family, somehow Jade had always been right there. She couldn't remember a time when she couldn't feel
her twin. Until now. There was a strange sort of silence in her head. Zoe couldn't comprehend it, but instinctively knew it was because her twin was gone. It felt as if half of her was missing. Half of her heart, mind, very essance of her being, gone.
Zoe's eyes focused on a box under Jade's bed. Zoe crawled over to the bed and drew the box from under the bed. She didn't know why the box seemed so important to open. She knew what it contained, but now there was a lock on it. She jimmied the lock open and lifted the lid and on the top of a stack of old school reports and report cards was an envelope. In Jades handwriting was written ZOE in the code they had used since childhood.
The envelope was part of the stationary that Zoe had given Jade for Christmas just a few weeks ago. Zoe opened the envelope and began to read.

My best friend and sister,
I pray that you never read this letter. I pray that someday soon I will be putting this letter through the shredder. I trust that God will lead you to this box, and this letter.
Zoe, my precious sister, I think I have told you a million times how much I love you. You are my other half. Together we came into being, together we stayed inside moms womb, and we wanted to be together so much at our birth we came one right after the other, with not even thirty seconds between us. Remember the story mom and dad told us. Right after we were born we both started to scream our heads off. Mom said that it wasn't crying, but outright screaming. It went on until the nurses brought us back to mom and laid us in her arms and our little feet touched that the screaming stopped. Even then we didn't want to be apart. But the last couple of years, especially the last few days, since you moved back from Texas, there has been a seperation between us.
It's as if I can feel your anger at me. A resentment of sorts.
Zoe, I know that you are somehow jealous of my newfound faith. Jealous of my love for Jesus. But Zoe, Jesus hasn't taken your place in my heart. You will always be my twin, a part of my soul. Jesus has just filled the empty place inside me that has always been there, a place that I didn't even know exhisted. He has given me a love for you that surpasses anything I felt for you before. I don't know how to explain it. It's like trying to explain being a twin to a single birth person. I have faith that God will answer my prayers and soon you will know exactly what I'm trying to express.
Zoe you need Jesus. There are no scales to balance things out in the end. All your good works are like filthy rags to God. You can't be good enough. If we could be good enough, there would have been no need for the cross. You say it's not fair that you have to become some holy roller crazy to get into heaven. It's not about how the world sees your faith, it's about how God sees it. If God can see it, then yes, people will see you as some sort of a religious loon. This is a good thing. I'm praying that soon you will understand what I mean. What is unfair is that Jesus left His throne in heaven to face a death sentence He didn't deserve. Think about it Zoe, He knew what He was here for. He knew that He would be beaten and scourged, and spit upon. Mocked, tripped, slapped, screamed at, called foul names, and finally hung on a cross, seperated from His Father, the Father that has been with Him every step of His human life. Zoe the pain you feel, the emptyness of my absence is nothing to what Jesus felt as he hung on that cross. Yes, He felt your pain, He went though it Himself, but a thousand times worse. And even when these people had done all this to Him he still loved them, He prayed for them ."Father, forgive them, they know not what they do." That little prayer was so powerful that one of the thieves hanging on a cross next to Jesus, his heart was changed. He realized that the man hanging next to him, wasn't dying for a crime He had committed, but He was dying for the crime of his sins, the sins of a thief. He realized that Jesus was willingly giving up His life, He was literaly dying of love for him.
He died of love for you too Zoe. And then three days he proved how powerful that love is. He defeated death when He rose from the grave. Death cannot contain His love. He defeated sin and hell that day too. Since that day sin and hell have been on a rampage, trying to claim as many victims as possible. You know who sin and hell are, they are satan.
Zoe if you are reading this letter then I have been taken in the rapture. You know in your heart it the truth. Accept Jesus right now Zoe. Just tell him that you are a sinner and you need Him. Ask Him to come into your heart and make you new. I want you to have what I have Zoe. I want to share heaven with you. You, me, Jesus, walking hand in hand down streets of gold. Please Zoe, please.
I love you so much,
Jade

Zoe lowered the pages and lay back on the floor. The tears that wouldn't come earlier seemed to flow from her eyes with no effort. There was a weight on her chest. She knew what it was, she had felt it before. She had rejected it before. "Jesus," she began.
"I know I have rejected you time and time again. I have rebelled, I have blasphemed your name, I have run when I felt you knock on the door of my heart. I have lied to my parents and told them that you were part of my life. Lord, I need you, please, don't let it be too late. Please come into my heart and life. Please forgive me of all my sins. Please, I'm begging you, don't leave me alone." Zoe suddenly felt a shifting. The weight on her chest became a sense of warmth, like an internal hug. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever felt. Not even so much as a feeling, as a sense that she wasn't alone anymore. She belonged to someone. She was loved beyond her own comprehension. She didn't understand it, but she knew it all the same. "Thank you Jesus, thank you, thank you, thank you." Zoe lay on the floor crying tears of joy now. She realized just how tired she really was and dragged herself up onto her sisters bed. That was when she saw her sisters pj's laying there empty. Jade had disappeared out of her pj's the same way her mom had disappeared out of her bathrobe. Zoe felt happy for her sister, that she had accepted the truth. "You were always one step ahead of me Jade", she said to her older sister of 24 seconds. Then she fell asleep knowing that whatever happened next, she would be safe in the arms of Jesus.

[SoundingtheAlarm]

It's 6 days after the Rapture and the whole world has reeled with the affects...The restraining influence of the Church is gone and evil is seemingly running unchecked all across the land. Tribulation saints are coming to Christ...but this is a new time....and God has ordained these next 7 years be a time when darkness...even gross darkness will attempt to cover the earth. World Leader's still in conference at THE U.N. are making dastardly schemes ..plotting even now to go against God's eternal covenant with Israel. Men all across the globe are following their evil desires an already hunting and killing new believer's....but we haven't even began to see anything yet! The global economy is crashing....the cry of millions is peace and safety.

Hollywood continues to rally around an old message "we are the world..we are the people" the song continues on numerous commerical messages ..calling for unity at all cost! In the near future a MAN will step on the scene and bring calm to many fears and peace for a season ....even now he is at work ....his grand entrance just days away

[kgreen20]

(back at a bistro in the EU...)

Ramon was frantically wiping at the speaker's tuxedo but he couldn't remove the red wine stain. Meanwhile the owner of the restaurant, a chubby looking man with a big, bushy mustache was trying to defuse the situation and begging the speaker to forgive them for such incompetence.

The speaker shouted in a rage, "NO ONE DOES THIS TO ME!" Suddenly, Ramon felt invisible hands gripping his throat making it difficult to breathe. He started choking and all he could see was the speaker glaring at him with pure hate in his beady, black eyes.

No one in the room said anything as Ramon stood there dying in front of them. A few of the men seated at the table clearly looked uncomfortable at the scene being played out before them. Suddenly, Ramon the waiter fell over dead.

The speaker looked confused and fell to his knees. "I've never done anything like that before....what's happening to me?", he stammered. He quickly regained his compusure, got up and walked out. As he was walking out, he could be heard muttering under his breath, "At least I don't need to leave a tip." With the mood of the party clearly on a downward turn, the remaining 11 men got up out of their chairs and filed out of the room without saying anything. Their limosines were waiting for them outside.

A busboy came in and found the owner shaking. "What should I do with Ramon?", he asked. "Just throw him in the dumpster outside", replied the owner.

Whoa!! Who is this speaker--Darth Vader?!

[Renee]

He awoke to a pounding headache. Sitting up from the floor he clutched his head in his hands. Wow, he couldnt remember ever having a head bonger like this. He felt something warm and sticky on his fingertips. Bringing his hands down to eye level he could see red blood dripping off his fingers. What had happened to him he wondered. Did he slip and fall and hit his head on something? He looked around feeling dizzy with the motion. He needed to find a bathroom to check out how bad the damage was. Pushing himself up off the floor he fell against the wall as he stood. The room didnt seem to want to cooperate with him.Everything was spinning around him. He closed his eyes resting against the wall willing the room to be still. Inching his way slowly around the room holding onto the wall he finally reached an opening in the wall. Still clinging to the wall he reached inside and found a light switch. Flicking it upward a dim yellow light flickered on. Still holding on he entered and reached out and touched a rusted out sink with a small mirror on the wall.He wanted to get a look at how bad the damage was to his head but the image in the mirror staring back at him was someone he didnt recognize.

[Renee]

Emily awoke to the crackling sounds coming from the fireplace. Sitting up and swinging her legs around to the floor she glanced over to see Julie sound asleep in the rocking chair, bible still open in her lap.Her head dropping onto her left shoulder made Emily think she was going to have a stiff neck when she woke up. Emily didnt want to wake her, they had been through so much the last few days she knew Julie had slept very little, trying her best to keep them safe and out of danger. Being a typical teenager she knew well how to slip out unheard. She had done it many times in her life when she was running away from something. But now she was running to something, something that finally made her feel safe and secure, and that was Jesus. Right now she felt the need for fresh air to wake her up. She slipped her shoes back on and reached for her coat. As quite as a mouse she slipped out the cabin door.

[caligal]

[Renee]

He couldnt look at the image any more. If that was him, he didnt know who he was. Come to think of it, he couldnt remember his name. Reaching for paper towels from the dispenser, he ran cold water and began to clean up his head. The throbbing in his temples was making his headache worse. How did he get here? He finished up and pressing a cold wet paper towel on his head emerged from the bathroom. He could see he was in a convienent store. Wow was he thirsty. Walking to the back of the store he reached in the glass door and pulled out a bottled Coke. The dizziness had finally let up and he could walk better now without holding on to anything. As he walked back towards the front he picked up a bag of chips as he headed to the front door. The sun was getting ready to go down but he could still make out a black vehicle parked at the pumps.

[24thchance]

I don't believe the rapture will be in the minds of people too long.I believe the missing will be attributed to ufo,s and once reconstruction is over(due to all the damage caused)the attention of the masses will be turned over to the antichrist as he see,s fit.
Some basic info that may go w/this is since satan dos'ent know when the rapture will occur,he has to have one ready to go at all times,probably since 100 ad.

[Renee]

Walking down through the rows of cabins Emily explored her new surroundings. She felt safe for the first time in weeks. She wrapped her coat tighter around her as she felt chilled as the evenings in California always dipped down to cooler temps at night. She could hear voices, lots of them. She walked behind the cabins to find herself standing in what looked like a big baseball field. She walked toward the voices and suddenly heard someone shout at her." Hey!, you wanna get yourself killed?' Kevin walked toward her. "Hey, I didnt mean to scare ya, but a lot of us from the compound have turned this area into our shooting range so we could practice with these weapons Brother Aaron gave us and you walked right into the center". Looking behind her she saw all kinds of targets that had been set up. "You are lucky we happened to be re-loading and taking a break." Oh wow, I guess I am. I'm so sorry." she replied. " I'm just glad you're ok." Kevin reached out his hand to shake hers saying,"Hi, I'm Kevin". Kevin had lived in Lakeshore, California all his life. His parents had been the ministers of Lakeshore Baptist Church for all of his 17 years. He knew his parents had been praying hard for him for the last 2 years. He had gotten sick of their preaching at him all the time about one thing or another. He had just been trying to find himself and had gotten in with the wrong kind of kids his age. They had offered him drugs to help him forget about his problems and just live to have a good time, and he had gladly taken them. After he was hooked they wouldnt give him anymore so he had begun to steal money from his parents and then bought what he needed for the day. He hadnt been able to stop, he felt the drugs had even taken over his mind. When his parents started to suspect he was stealing from them they no longer kept any cash on them or in the house. That had made him really mad so he had started taking things he thought they wouldnt notice. Daily he would find a ride to the pawn shop a few miles away and pawned his parents belongings for whatever he could get. Usually he got enough to take care of his addiction for the day. He felt no remorse, he just wanted to feel better and not think about them. The drugs had become his way of escaping. When his Moms cross had come up missing it was then she started to notice other things missing. They had become aware of his drug addiction over time but did not know how to help him. They prayed constantly for him and gave him to Jesus but still things did not improve for their son Kevin. When the cross had come up missing his mom had reached her last straw with him. She feared he would kill himself with the drugs so she had him arrested and thrown in the county jail for a week. She had hoped this would detox him and he would come home and back to being the young man that she had raised. He promised his parents the world when he came home, but it wasnt long after that he was back to the same old pattern. He hated himself so much for what he was doing but he could trust no one to help him stop until the day of the rapture. He had been walking home from one of his so called friends to see what he could sneak out of the house later so he would have money for his fix the next morning. One of the young men from the church who lived a couple blocks away from them drove by and saw Kevin walking. He slowed to a stop and had asked him if he wanted a lift to his house. Kevin feeling the let down from the days drugs told him yes and climbed in, his legs beginning to feel shaky. He would have to steal some of his moms sleeping pills to make it through the night. The young man who picked him up was named Stephen and he was talking to Kevin about the Crusade for Christ that was coming up next month. As they turned the corner of Kevins street the car suddenly went out of control, spinning down toward the ditch on the otherside of the road. Kevin screamed at Stephen to get control of the car, but as he looked over at the drivers seat there was no one there. Only the clothes he had been wearing laying on the seat. Kevin had screamed and yelled, "Oh my God, this cant be happening" The car had careened down the ditch and hit a tree at full speed headon. Only the airbag on Kevins side had deployed and had knocked him unconcious. When he awoke he had no idea how long he had been there. He only knew he was stiff and sore all over. He had climbed out the window and had limped the rest of the way to his house. It was already dark but he could see lights on inside as he entered. He had heard his moms radio playing in the kitchen and hoped beyond hope that he would find both his parents there waiting for him for dinner, but all he found was there clothes on the floor where they had been standing holding each other shoes facing each other.

[Jsmythe]

Cyrax opened up his weapons closet and started to think about what to take on his mission. There was two MAC-10 machine pistols, a sawed-off shotgun, a wooden baseball bat with nails, plastic explosives, grenades, an executioner's axe for when he was feeling kinky. "Ah, yes", he thought. "This is exactly what I need" as he pulled out a military-grade flamethrower.

[Jsmythe]

Cyrax was finally ready to go to Lakeshore. He opened the door to go outside and the sun hurt his eyes. He walked out on the sidewalk and was shocked at what he saw. There were overturned, burned out shells of cars littering the street. A few of the buildings were on fire. All the shops had broken windows where looters had come and stolen everything inside.

He walked to the corner and there was a city-wide party going on with everyone dressed in Togas. Some of the people were naked and some were openly fornicating in the street. There was a man laying on a couch being held aloft on poles by eight muscular men. He seemed to be blessing the proceedings by sprinkling wine on people.

Even Cyrax was a little disgusted by this crass display he was seeing before him. He had enjoyed all the pleasures this world could offer, but he did it in the privacy of his own apartment.

Cyrax walked back to his black van with tinted windows and as he was about to open the door, some guy with a knife ran out of the alleyway. "Gimme your money or i'll cut ya", squealed the man. Cyrax turned around and set the man on fire with his flame thrower. "AAAAAaaaaagggghh!!!", screamed the man as he twisted around and crashed into some garbage cans in the alley.

"What is the world coming to?", sighed Cyrax as he got into his van and took off for Lakeshore.