Chapter 89

And I knew it was repeated everywhere in the world. That would be too specific for people to ignore. Someone would be awake now. Whether it was a homeless person or a curious person who had been investigating the skies in search of more answers about last night's meteors, there would be someone on standby, and this someone watched everything, not knowing that the queen of hell ran towards certain death, ran in a frantic attempt to save everyone.

Then my conscience hit me, and I stopped running because the sea was still too far away, as if bewitched to run far away from me until I was at a time when I couldn't do anything else. My neck hurt when I tried to see the top of that wave. A single wave that would fall on everyone, dragging houses, people, and lives. It didn't matter if they were sinners; everyone would feel the Wrath of the Creator. Everyone would feel the end times approaching. And the panic hit my stomach.

I found myself falling to my knees on the sand, feelin