“Cold, golden light poured like sand into his eyes, but he could not close them. Could not move at all. He could see nothing but the light and feel only a vague, universal aching which brought him to the edge of panic. He was still in his body, or he seemed to be. The sensations he felt were nothing like the deep meditation or the OOBE training that were supposed to prepare him for the end. Something his wife said came to him, just then: the End isn’t when we die… it’s when we all get what w...e deserve… Was this what he deserved, then? Was this the Limbo reserved for infidels and unbelievers? It would be far better if he could panic; if he could feel exultation, fear, anything. Because the end had come, and what he believed had come true. This thought cast his discomfort and confusion into a whole new light. He had seen them come down out of the sky with his own eyes. When the whole human race had succumbed to despair, he and the others who shared the vision had held out long enough to see them come.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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