Once Upon an End Time

Like a tsunami barreling down the shoreline of an unsuspecting beach, the Book of Revelation had come upon mankind, and things got pretty horrid. Sure, there were warning signs, but those who "cried wolf" were dismissed by the mainstream as kooks and religious fanatics. In the blink of an eye, the world deteriorated into a living nightmare....

Excerpt: It was hot inside the wreckage, so very hot. Beads of sweat ran into Jim's eyes, stinging them. Or is that smoke burning my eyes? He could feel his pulse pounding in his temples, like the steady beat of a rock and roll song. Jim Tanker opened his eyes for the first time since the impact. Had he been sitting there for three minutes or three hours? He didn't know. The stench of gasoline, diesel, and exhaust fumes permeated the air around him. The first thing that struck him as odd was that there were no police, ambulance personnel or tow trucks. Everything was dead quiet, except for constant, mind numbing blare of radio static. Things were surreal, as if he had been in a drug induced haze. His back was stiff, his head was aching and most of all, his heart was aching, or was it broken? I must be going crazy. What I saw just didn't happen, couldn't happen. It's impossible. But Tanker saw what he saw, and felt what he felt and heard what he heard; that much was for sure. Had he been drugged? He certainly was not drunk at three in the afternoon on Easter Sunday. And even if he was, alcohol never made him hallucinate in the past.

Although still in a state of shock, he recalled everything vividly. Every detail was crystal clear. He was starting to doubt his own sanity. He ran through the scenario in his mind's eye over and over again, and felt as if he were being badgered by an overly zealous insurance adjuster. These things just don't happen. But there he was, sitting in the driver's seat of his wife's Ford F-150 in the middle of Interstate 45 in the biggest pile up he had ever seen. Probably the biggest pile up that had ever taken place. Where is my family?