Iced Gaze

The days trickled by mercilessly as the date crept closer and closer to the mark. It seemed as though time were almost skipping over itself, rushing to have the much dreaded even come to light, as though time itself was gleeful and merry as a dark cloud rose overhead. Everyone could feel it, yet no one could place the feeling - anticipation.

Now, one day, a group of, say, 10 people came. No one had any idea what they were doing as they set up lights and ushered people away from the popular center. A couple people called out to them, but it seemed as though the calls fell upon deaf ears as the group pushed people away.

This was enough to get the attention of a lot of people and soon a ring had formed around them, as if something big was about to happen, yet no one knew what it seemed to be. It was an agonizing half an hour wait as the steadily increasing crowd watched on pins and needles to be the first one to spot anything new.

Soon a humming sound started up. An electrical whine that seemed to drone on and on. The group looked at each and other and went in a perfect circle around the oddly shaped, black devise that was emitting a whine that sounded like -

A man close to the device ripped off a sheet and people saw for the first time ever it was a camera. The people huddled in circles and suddenly each one was talking in a different language. One was talking in English, one in Spanish, one in German, and so on and so forth. One even seemed to be doing latin.

At this point, the police have been called for "suspicious activity." No one knew who called the pice, the only news way the police has been called. The police tried to enforce to mob and a special team of experts went in to the group.

Questions that demanded answers were relentlessly and suddenly thrown onto the people, but without answers. No one seemed to know what they were doing. People got closer, attempting to search for the one who spoke their language, calling for each others, but each one seemed to either be doing a new language now or was not speaking in human tongue anymore.Someone suggested they look it up and suddenly devices were reached for from every pocked or bag. All that could be heard at the moment was the sound of typing and constant sound of the group talking.

Suddenly, every phone disconnected. Everything electronic disconnected and there was no sound except for this group. Everyone in the world could hear what was happening, but they too did not receive answers - only more questions.

The group got louder and louder as the people started screaming. Not in pain, but in fear. fear of what was to come. As each scream triggered the next, the screaming ranged worldwide - yet still you could hear the group growing louder and louder. They no shuffled together and put on masks and suddenly spoke in a language no one knew yet everyone understood.

"We are the bringer of life to a deserted wasteland. We have come to say your time is over. You have been deemed "unsatisfactory" and now here will be your final resting place. We are here to let those who breath now rest forever."

It seemed as though no one knew what to say. There was silence as the group started humming and singing that turned to screams of a ong no one knew, yet have always knew. Their time was over.

Their finals thoughts rested with them as each on slowly turned. The group stopped as suddenly as they started and smiled at the sea of porcelain faces staring back at them.