Ten minutes, that’s all that was left.

Just ten more minutes and the end of the world was upon us.

The longest ten minutes of my life.

I stare at the clock in disbelief that the end would come in my lifetime.

Nostradamus, Revelations, the Mayans had all predicted it.
But I was an unbeliever. But not anymore.

Not much I can do about it. It’s out of my hands, even though I indirectly caused it.

Nine and a half minutes to zero hour. I pause and reflect.

I’ll lay here and close my eyes.

Nine minutes to go.