Last night i dreammed of the end of the world.
The clock was ticking down. 6 hours to go ;P
So what was happening? Well there was a party in the hall which sorta resembled a church. The lights were off like it was a party atmosphere, lots of
people were drunk/high on drugs, getting cozy with each other, everyone was in a pick-up mood, wanting to chat with everyone, find thier friends, etc
and just generally have a good time and experience the most out of life before dying, noone had fear (sorta), some were a bit worried and unhappy but
it was like they had accepted thier fate and weren't gunna really sulk much about it.