Dawn of the Eschaton

On June 6th at 10:06 am it happened. The sky turned absolute black and the lights all go out. Cell phones no longer work, flashlights no longer work, not a thing electronic works. Unless there was a candle, fire, or some other natural light source around, everything went pitch black. At this moment a third of the population suddenly and violently lost their minds. People immediately began screaming and attacking the nearest person. If no one was to be found, they attacked themselves by clawing our their own eyes or slashing open their own stomachs to die from self inflicted wounds. Unless someone else insane finished them first. Maybe it was the trauma from this insanity or maybe it was the Dark itself, but you also went a bit insane at that moment. You might have been at school, work, or just waking up from a night out. Whatever the circumstance you were in this is what you were suddenly faced with. This is reality now. You manage to survive the first few hours. It didn’t

take long for the totally insane ones to kill vast amounts of people then eventually
themselves. They don’t seem to pose so much of a problem anymore. A bigger problem looms now. Something you sense. As if the Dark itself wishes you to suffer and die. There is definitely something very evil in the Dark.

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