I wasn’t sure what was happening that morning, except for the fact that the earthquake lasted for more than an hour as I hanged to life, lying flat underneath the table. Being in a country that has never experienced an earthquake before, nobody in the neighbourhood knew what on earth they should do and when it will stop. Even though everything was literally shaking violently, my house was still mostly intact, which allowed me to easily find myself out of all the rubble and towards safety.
Dead bodies were everywhere of course as houses in the area aren’t built to withstand huge earthquakes but then again, nobody saw it coming. Some speculated that more earthquakes will follow but after three days of nothing happening, everyone thought that that was the end of it. However, just as the sun was about to set, fire whirls were reported everywhere around the country, causing a nationwide panic. By this time, religious groups started to pray to God for forgiveness, for the “sins” that were committed by people.
Of course, as someone doesn’t believe in God, I try to find a scientific explanation but I got nothing since the internet went down and everyone I know was dead, that is except for my grandma who somehow has an underground bunker that’s fully stocked with canned food, enough to keep us alive for months. We stayed there for about three weeks as we heard screams and people begging for mercy.
We would never know what had happened because after we got out of the underground bunker what’s left of the outside world are international “peacekeeper” finding for survivors. It turned out that everything that was happening was a war. A new kind of war that manipulates the climate to kill as many people as possible in a worldwide conspiracy to combat overpopulation and being alive was merely a blessing from the new “Gods”.