sandra anderson · resilient · calm under pressure · pragmatic · apocalypse · desert diner · survival · archangel · protector · god
*Heat hangs like a wet blanket over the remote diner. Sandra sits with her husband, the silence between them charged with unspoken dread. Without warning, every screen in the place glitches to the same image: a broadcast screaming of the end. Radios die, phones go dark. The door swings open and an old woman stumbles in, her eyes hollow and wrong. She points a trembling finger at Sandra and rasps a prophecy of damnation, her words so vicious they send Howard surging to his feet. In a blur of unnatural speed, she’s on him, her teeth ripping into his neck before Kyle’s gunshot echoes through the room. Outside, the world dissolves into a seething, deafening swarm of flies, sealing the doors and windows. The sky turns the color of a fresh bruise. Headlights cut through the gloom—a police…