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Did I die? I didn’t think so. I dared myself to raise an eyelid, and—Holy Mary, Mother of God!—the air wave had simply spit us out the other
We weren’t the only survivors, either. The weather beast was still destroying all that
mankind had wrought, but harming no man, woman or child. Instead, it was safely depositing the
entire human race here. I happened to notice that, while my heart was still pumping a fair amount
of fear adrenaline through my body, the other survivors were quickly losing their look of
horror—too quickly as far as I was concerned. One second they were running from one hell of a
freakish storm (not to mention one hell of a gruesome death), and the next second they were
smiling serenely in this newly remodeled land. If I didn’t know better I would have sworn they
were all drugged.
Of course I was relieved to still be alive, but frankly, I found the new landscape to be
eerie and foreboding. It was a flat green lawn under a baby blue sky, both endless, and both
ominously surreal. No trees, no hills; no sun, and no clouds. The climate was neither cold nor
hot. Sure, the soft grass felt like plush carpeting three layers thick under my feet, but what were
we expected to do here? There was nothing to eat, nothing to build shelters against foul weather.
Nothing. As far as I could tell we had the option of standing or lying down; and that was it.
The other survivors were really starting to freak me out. They remained motionless in the
exact spot where they’d landed here. No talking, yawning, or even blinking. I could tell by the
ones closest to us that they were still breathing; yet they struck me as more mannequin-like than
human. I had no idea where to go, or even which direction to head in, but I felt compelled to
move my wife and son into a region away from these people.
“Come on,” I whispered, “there’s something very wrong about this place.”
Jason and Natalie were still in my arms. With no response from them I eased myself
away, sick to my soul that maybe they had succumbed to the plastic smile and mannequin-like
state. Not only was my fear well-founded, but as I glimpsed their frozen faces, the color of the
entire world suddenly flashed into black and white. I bolted backwards and inadvertently
knocked a few of the children into the other children. They toppled over like dominoes.
My nerves were stretched beyond my ability to cope, and I ran. From my own loved
ones, I ran. I dodged and weaved between the immobilized humans, trying with the last remnants
of my sanity to not look upon their glassy and unseeing eyes. I ran until I was gasping for air,
until I was soaked in sweat. And then my anger took root. I had had enough of this godforsaken
game, or whatever the hell it was. I started slamming into people, tackling them, all the while
commanding them to, “Wake up, dammit! Snap out of it!” Not one of them so much as groaned
or gave up that damn irritating grin.
My energy spent, I collapsed onto the lawn and turned my attention to God. “Father!” I
yelled, staring up at the drab white sky. “Why are you doing this to me?”
I was about to receive an answer, but not from God. A dark figure in a white hospital
gown raced inhumanly fast into my periphery. Before I could set my arms to flailing and legs to
running, the figure hoisted me onto my feet.
“How dare you blame God for this,” he scolded me, shaking me by the arms. “He didn’t
break the world, boy. You did!”
“You can’t be here!” I blurted, recognizing the old black man from the hospital. “I
watched you die, and you aren’t real anyway!”
“Yeah, well, thanks to you nobody’s dead anymore. Anyone who has ever walked the
earth is now alive and suspended in a state of nothingness until the end of time.”
I found enough defiance to shake free of him. “What do you mean, thanks to me? All I
asked for was one miracle and I’m suddenly thrown into this nightmare.”
The old man chuffed at my ignorance. “You still don’t get it, boy. One miracle from God
is one miracle too many.”
I chuffed right back at him. “You’re not making any sense, old man. Either explain
what’s going on here or I’m walking.”
“Fine, we’ll take it slow,” he said, as though he were talking to an idiot. “After you
healed your son in the hospital, why did you also heal the others?”