August 3rd, 2024

Walking outside with the family. The sky starts to turn odd colors and darken. Look over and there’s an ophan floating there. I look around, and a lot of people have appeared. Some of them start to disappear, including my kids. As they go, I shout: “I’ll see you again when it’s over.” The ophan disappears. There’s nobody left, and I start walking, thinking about what to do now-I guess I’m one of the 144k…