There was a horrible tearing, and a crackling sound. My Brothers and I cringed in fear, wondering what was going on. A blast of fresh air hit us, making our senses reel. What was going on? I looked up and saw the most hideous sight! Our sky had been torn asunder, and there was vast emptiness beyond! Truly the end of the world had come! My heart was filled with despair.
The air was suffocatingly difficult to breathe in and the sky was a blurry waste of blackness and depth without form. Just when I thought things had calmed down, it got worse. There came from the black, inky skies, the most enormous thing I had ever seen! It was pale, and fat, with no features whatsoever. I had no idea what it was, for brutal disruptions of my world like this had never happened to me before.
This monstrosity from the outer wasts grabbed me and savagely ripped me out of the company of my Brothers. It sucked me upwards out of the safety of my nesting rack and into the outer void of abominations! My heart sunk with despair, for all was lost. I wished I could just die right there, but no! There appeared before me a gaping, red hole with enormous stones lining it all around! A disgustingly viscous, pink thing waved around, then moved towards me slowly and touched me.
I would have screamed if I could have when that pink abomination touched me in my most private areas, my white creamy middle! If it was possible to be any more horrified, I saw another of those enourmous pale monstrosities, like the one that had sucked me away from my home, come up and grab me as well. There was a great twisting, and I could feel my very shell cracking as the two pale things exerted great force on me! I was brutally savaged, torn in half, and the pink thing was coating my creamy center
I felt myself wrapped by the pink thing and pulled into the cavernous red hole before me, wondering what I had done to deserve such a cruel and brutal punishment! I prayed fervently for salvation and forgiveness, but there was none. The tremendous boulders crashed down on me, crushing and grinding me between them, and the pain was great. I could feel myself being pulverized to bits. The very last thing I heard before entering that final, blissful blackness that was Death, was a grating, hideous sing-so
sing-song sound chanting 'na-bis-co!', and a painful pinging sound that revertebrated through my whole essence.
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