By Ian Thomas Malone
As the doomsday clock crept closer to midnight, a final destination on this cold, desolate night, the boy and the girl wandered aimlessly out of the light and into the dark abyss. If they had a destination to call a resting point, it was too far to see with the naked eye. The girl looked weary while the boy found his hands clutched to his stomach, as if there was anything for him to do to satisfy the fire of his internal hunger.
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