Waking up in my dreams

One day I woke up to the worst of dreams. I found myself trapped in a dystopian nightmare of Biblical proportions. Wars, famines, and plagues flooded the earth. Woe! Woe! Woe to the inhabitants of the earth, for you will be plunged into the torrents of chaos and death. The weather changed, and the sun scorched our skin. The waves of the oceans roared violently, and the waters turned to blood. Run for the caves; burning asteroids are falling on us. What an inferno! What pillars of smoke! The sun has turned to red and the moon to darkness. The earth shakes, and the heavens tremble and fall.

 

I felt like I was living in the Twilight Zone, especially when the transhuman zombie apocalypse began. All pure blooded humans—those who refused the microchip—were declared enemies of the state. Now we are hunted down like dogs. Once captured, we will be executed. We will share the same fate as the Christians; we will face the guillotine. We will lose our heads! The road to the apocalypse has been lined with warning signs, but I would not pay attention. Now I am drowning in my sins, and the flames of hell are at my feet. Lord Jesus, please forgive me!

 

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