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http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/46484420/A horrified and ragged looking man appears on the TV screen, looking like someone ran his head over a grind stone. His eyes have purplish black bags under them and his hair is an absolute mess. Clearing his throat wetly, he fumbles with his papers, his hands shaking seems to struggle to breath. He straightens his suits collar, staring at the camera with watery and weak eyes.
"Harahum" He mumbles, reading through some notes as another man walks behind him in a daze, before the first clears his throat "I..the rumors and hearsay you've all no doubt heard are true...rome and the vatican city are...they're nothing but rubble now"
He looks down, like someone forgot to twist the crank in his back.
"We..still aren't entirely sure what happened, no terrorist organization has claimed responsibility for the..er attack" The man says uneasily, tugging on the white shirt under his suit "And.."
The man falls back, his eyes blank as he stares up at the ceiling, like he had just seen some truly unexplainable.
He reaches into his suit's coat, and slowly opens his mouth to speak.
"This is the end isn't it" He says, sounding more machine than man "The end of days...it's all true, what you heard, some unidentified...massive serpent thing was spotted over the holy city before its destruction along with some kind of fiery creature"
"Now, to those of you who are religious, I don't think I have to say why this is bad" he says, slamming his hands on the table before the feed suddenly cuts off, with a nice red technical difficulties screen.
"And he was just about to get to the good part to" I sigh as I lean against Maria, as she gently runs her hand through my hair and looks down on me with a real serious expression on her face
"Please tell me that it was Fraust and not you for once" She says, placing her hand on my cheek.
I smirk and then grin, crawling up to look her in the eyes.
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