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The 33rd Day (Part 1)

HERE WE GO! The last few hours of the end!

After 2 years and 6 months, I've finally reached this chapter!

To make it more intense, I separated this chapter into 2 parts! It was originally going to be in 3rd person view, but then again, it'd look weird, so I kept it first person/dinosaur. This last chapter is gonna be really hard to make, so you going to have to wait for a few more days before the end really does arrive! :D The biggest question is, will they survive or not?

Hope you're ready...And don't cry LOL

"I'll keep it open for as long as I can," Stella's reminding voice echoed, "It'll open up at the last 30 minutes of this time period. You have to time it perfectly or else....its over."

Its over...

It's going to be over soon.

And yet I didn't feel right.

Surely I don't think anybody felt right for that fact of the matter.

We all wandered around like the living dead, dragging our feet across the grey sands and choking on freshly-baked smoke. Not a significant scent filled my nostrils, not one that could lift my, or anyone else's, spirits.

For who could possibly be positive at a time like this?

It was really the end of the world.

We all knew that was true.

Only 4 hours. A lot could happen in 4 hours until the 33rd day. But time never stops. It never goes backwards.

It never fails its task.

Whatever happens from this moment on, happens for a reason. And we have to accept the consequences of these final moments.

My parents always wanted to see what laid beyond our time. Or maybe even experience the end of the world if they were interested. They wanted to feel everything.

Every last breath, every rumbling jolt in the earth, every last flash of light that drained their pupils to nothingness. Every last touch or feeling that burned away their bodies, so they too could join the winds howling over the mountains like fire.

I never wanted to experience that. To be so sad and embrace death.

I wanted to face death, not await it. That's not who I am, that's not the submitful dinosaur that I was brethren to become.

I turned my head solemnly towards the others, who seemed rather emotionless as if this was an ordinary doomsday, as if they already knew what death felt like.

What the end felt like.

The ground shook slightly again, raining a weakened hail of small dust over our pale and orange lightened bodies. I didn't mind.

I didn't care.

My red eyes filled with the adolescent colors of a dying world that once beamed with beauty and life, and now drowned in the spilled blood of the earth. Fire breathed upon the extinct plants, charcoaling the plentiful soil into blackened rock. Ash sprinkled to finish the college, while far off, more volcanoes and eruptions killed Earth slowly.

It looked even more sinister than I remembered.

I've felt and experienced death before in the clock, but I just never knew that I'd be so scared of this one. To think of being obliterated off the face of the world, burned to suffer for our long lost uprising of millions, to only a couple, that's what scared me. I didn't want to feel pain the way that my who pack did.