Story a day: 5.18.16

It was the gym rats, fashion models and weight watchers who first noticed the apocalypse. Anyone obsessed with a scale was first to notice. The air weighed an extra pound. Measurements and weights didn’t add up.

Then it weighed two pounds. Five pounds. Ten. Twenty.

The air turned to a soup. We swam through it. Then we fought through it.

The air fought back. Soon we were stepping on it. No need for staircases in the End Times. It was like flying in a dream, slow-motion and frustrating.

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