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Men scream, Women cry, Priests preach, Children scream for their parents, and i laugh. I laugh at their tears. At their screams. At everything they do.
Its not like this is a surprise to anyone. My colleagues and I discovered the meteor five years ago. That beautiful rock heading straight for earth with enough force to split it in half. The government said do more research and report back. A year later we came back with the results. They said make a model. We came back in six months with a model. They said create a plan to destroy it and come back. Three years later we came back with the plans to destroy comet Lucifer. They told us it was to costly and the event was unlikely to happen. We were asked to leave. A year later all other major countries asked us to leave. And now... Now i get to laugh. All of this could have been avoided. We could have destroyed Lucifer and been alive tomorrow, but as long as their are greed in the eyes of a leader the people will always be destroyed. Lucifer's getting closer now. I don't even need to look through my telescope to see it. My Scotch tastes good. In this situation, piss probably would to. I see a man down below stealing a television. That makes me laugh harder. Does he not realize the world is going to end? We are all going to die? Greed till the end, i suppose. Here it comes 3.... Finally, 2..... The End 1..... Impact.
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