Kayla shoved as much clothing and essentials as she could fit into her backpack, trying not to stare at the gruesome, black-skinned beast sprawled on her bedroom floor. Was this the one who caused the Red Death? The plague started about the same time as the appearance of the monsters. She remembered being horrified as she and her family stared at the television. News had first come from Peru where some strange events were happening. First, there had been an odd force surrounding Machu Picchu. While there, newscasters captured footage of an actual angel who had saved a female reporter from a terrible fall.
It hadn’t been long after that when the footage of monsters and people dying in the streets had been broadcast. Kayla believed the monsters to be demons. It’s what everyone said, besides what else could they be? What other than demons would have brought angels to the earthly plane? Her small town of Franklin had been a buzz of conversation and prayer. Many said it was the coming of the end, and angels were being sent to save those worthy. Her family had been worthy, yet they had all been taken from her. Allowed to die a horrible death. Her gut rolled and threatened to heave its contents, but she swallowed hard and forced everything back into place. There was a time and place for emotions. Today wasn’t the time.
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