Post by beeh on Jan 25, 2010 19:47:11 GMT -5
The air tasted so strongly of death, so fiercely of blood that the assurance of
surviving the Mayan’s Doomsday Prophecy was something too many had
regretted. The metallic taste that lingered upon the tongues of the human race for
months remained as a reminder of the evil that had shown its face. December 21,
2012 was not the day that our world ended. It was the day that our world was
exposed to their world. Predators walk among us… they blend in so perfectly
you would never suspect your very own neighbor of being something that you are
not. They mimic every action you make so precisely, it is impossible to separate
which hearts still beat from the ones which do not. Our eyes see it, our cameras
capture it; our science denies it, they are here.
DO YOU BELIEVE?
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