2012
Once the clock strikes 12 on December 21 the apocalypse will fall on humanity instigating the 'new age' predicted by the Mayans.
Humanity sits at the wills of nature and gods the same with every other apocalypse.
On 4:31, a global earthquake occurred and toppled city skylines all over the world.
But within the cracks of the earth humanity found impossible caves, dungeons, monuments that laid under the rubble of the wreck.
With treasures and unknown wonders to be found...
The Government and Military secured full rights whilst the common man returned to his jobs.
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I've always hated alcohol.
Hate the smell and the burning taste that only makes me more thirsty.
"It's a acquired taste." That's what the hobo under the bridge said before drinking gasoline to death. I have never understood why someone put up with it to get hung over later and die.
"You're a redneck? What a fuck up you are." Is what some of the teens say even though my neck is not red and my last name is just Re'neq. I have never understood why that doesn't make me a fuck up.
I understood because now I'm around 21 now so full fledge adult. Because you when you get bored or get in a tense situation you drink to focus elsewhere. But I'm not bored because I'm been on this long errand for my dad.
Not that I wanted to we (me, pops and the RV) all took a trip down into here.
Well I was scared shitless at first the darkness, and emptiness. I couldn't handle being alone, starved and thirsty, I lived off was left in the RV I ate spam and drank Bud Heavy. Since then I've been going down and searching for my old man.
The caves are really really big and really really spacious. Most of the time it's 'bridges' that connect to other 'towers'.
Normally it's just me in these parts walking around finding some pits of water or edible greens on the walls.
Really the moss here tastes like broccoli.