What Happened?

I walked through the endless city. The buildings all around me towered toward the endless sky. There was no sun but somehow the bright blue sky was illuminated and the buildings shined in all their splendour and magnificence.

Something felt off about the place. The streets were empty but I kept expecting for something to interrupt the silence. The gray sidewalks were paved perfectly. Not a single crack showed. Everything was impeccably clean. Not a single speck of dirt was noticeable at all.

I racked my brain trying to remember something to help me understand what was going on.

Trumpets suddenly blared in the distance. The noise sounded so far away yet it shook through my body as if it were right next to me. I crumpled to the floor desperately trying to cover my ears from it.

In my panic I hit my head on the floor too hard.

“Daddy. I'm scared,” a little girl wearing pigtails whimpered.

Air rushed around us. Papers were being sucked out into the vacuum outside. The screams of people echoed around.

I looked around and saw the front half of the airplane twirl out of sight. I returned my gaze back to the little girl.

“Dont worry love. God will provide and protect us. I promise.”

I slowly dragged myself up rubbing my forehead with my hand. The trumpets had stopped and everything was silent again.

The little girl in my dream felt familiar in a way. And so did everything that was happening. I felt as if I had been through it before.

I began searching each building looking for something. Each one was empty. I fell into a rhythm. Go in, empty, come out, repeat.

I dont know for how long I searched but the trumpets rang twice during my expedition. In both times I was filled with terror and hid.

I was sitting on the curb of the sidewalk. My back resting on the wall of the building. I leaned my head back and stared at the sky.

A glimmer of metal caught my eye. Beside me a brioche lied on the floor. I picked it up. It had a swirled pattern on one side and two trumpets on the other. Its golden appearance resonated a clashing colour with all the gray in the world.

I was surrounded by so many people. All of different ages and ethnicity. We all faced a huge stage. A woman in white and white, pure, magnificent wings overlooked the crowd. There was no sound, yet I could hear all the commotion. We felt at peace but I could feel the terror of everyone.

All the light shining on us was abruptly replaced with darkness. Panic swept everyone. Waves of people crashed upon me as everyone tried desperately to escape. A glimpse of a horrible figure caught the corner of my eye. A grotesque figure all burnt with wings was chasing me.

I'm dead. This is heaven and it's been abandoned.