Author: ricky

End of Times – Search

Before I could turn around to check what this noise was, another noise, louder than the first one struck again. I identified it this time, it was a cracking sound. I have never heard it before. Then there was another, and another one. Before I could move to safety, as I figured out what was going on, the floor collapsed… Read more →

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End of Times – Got my eye on you

I have been running rampant for weeks now…. I am guessing weeks, it feels like weeks. Heck, I haven't even been following time, it could be months. My focus is there but my goal is gone. My mission is now to survive, by all means necessary. Although I constantly, every day, struggle with the question: Survive for what? Why? What… Read more →

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End of Times – Despair

I raced to the top of the stairs, to the wall behind the statue, and read the writing on the wall. It was less cryptic, it was direct, but it would only work if it was for the right person. – Your Birthday North, My Birthday East, for you a stride for some a leap. That is 16 strides North… Read more →

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End of Times – The next stop

Six days it took me to get to the house. Walking through mud pits, devastation, overgrown bushes and a bridge… a bridge some 15 miles away upstream that was not completely destroyed. I wish I had gone upstream before trying to find a way in the other direction. It would have saved me 2, maybe 3 days. But what is… Read more →

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End of Times – The Quest

A couple of weeks ago my leg stopped aching and I have been able to cover a lot more distance than before. It's being 69 days since the day I found that clue; since the moment I found purpose again and a burning desire to do whatever it takes to find my girl. My woman! My love! I found a… Read more →

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End of Times – You So Crazy

I ran as fast as I could, despite the leg and other ailments. I couldn't feel the pain, the adrenaline rush was too high. A couple seconds later I was there… I could read clearly the message on the wall, right at the entrance of a subway stairway. It is a message that only I would understand, only I would… Read more →

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End of Times – Rage and Hope

I am hungry, tired and weak. There is just pestilence, destruction and a depressing atmosphere all around. What used to be great cities are now a faint, ignominious debacle of a great existence. Who we were, we are no more. This is now just terrifying. I would have never figured this is what the NWO (New World Order) would look… Read more →

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