Friday

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It was a Friday the world ended.

Or will end for you anyway.

Looking back, it seems kind of sad, you know, for the end to be on the one day the humans looked forward to.

Of course, they didn't see it like that, the people. But then again, they were rather busy running for their lives. Not that running around like headless livestock they produce made a difference. It was funnier the first time. But you don't know anything about that do you? Suckers.

And so, you ask, why the hell am I telling you this?

I honestly don't know the answer to that.

I could tell you it's from the goodness of my heart; that I wanted to warn you, to redeem myself, to give you a chance to escape.

Ha! Not likely.

I could say it's because I want to see you try and escape your fate. And fail. That it would appeal to my sadistic sense of humour. Fair enough, I might have done such things in the past and, well, other times but it's not like that this time.

I think I'm telling you a story.

It's up to you to believe it.

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