Dawn of Chaos
I’m going to just…stop
doing the dear journal thing.
Yesterday, my mirror grew
some hands and tried to reach out to grab me.
Dad heard me scream and took my prop cane to break the hands, causing my
mirror to scream before breaking. Glass
shot everywhere, but Dad and I only got small cuts.
Everyone in town tossed
out their mirrors an hour after that.
Hand mirrors, full length mirrors, some accent mirrors. Most were broken so I guess I wasn’t the only
one with the hands sticking out.
However…however that’s
not the worst part. Worst part is
that…that…my parents vanished! They’re
just gone! Mom was making sure the
scratch on my face was okay while Dad talked about how everyone was tossing
their mirrors out when they just blinked out!
No Thanos Snap dust, no poof of smoke, nothing! Just gone!
Everyone still around’s
going nuts. Some people are accusing
ex’s of kidnapping their kids, others trying to find missing loved ones. One of my neighbors was trying to keep the
people from panicking but then he had to bail when people started getting out
their guns.
When a mob went through,
he waited until they left to see if anyone else was in the neighborhood. When he knocked on my door, I opened and told
him my parents were missing. He told me
to hunker down and stay, he’d bring his stuff over and hopefully other people
not losing their minds.
I honestly asked him why
my house.
Turns out, my house was
the biggest on the street, could hold a few people. I didn’t know if it was a good idea, but Al,
the neighbor guy, he suggested we all hole up in one spot so we could have an
edge against that crazy mob if they started causing trouble again. So now my house has me, Al, Mr. and Mrs.
Hepburns, also known as the Neighborhood Grandparents, Miss Alicia Mayes, and
someone named Hal. Apparently before
this Rapture thing happened, he was just passing through and the bus driver
vanished while driving.
We’re all using Mom’s old
oil lamps and kerosene lanterns for light after dark. Windows have been sufficiently darkened so no
one could see unless we knew they weren’t nuts.
I’m…gonna stop now. Laters.
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