The God Comes Alive!

The old man held to the dying child's head in his arms and looked up at me. He said: You have to do something. Put an end to this. As who? I answered. Bodies began to drop into the mouth, collapsing on top of one another. It was a mad dash towards salvation,. each individual a piece of a perfectly encapsulated entity spiting the last to reach the same exact goal. The surviving creature had found the moment and pressed the button. Pink mist sprayed up through the fissures of the great mass, dowsing the floor in the painted sky. There were cries of horror and of prayer and there was pain but it was smothered

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