Why? Why? Why??? The words screamed inside

Why? Why? Why??? The words screamed inside his head, as he rushed down the highway...cars screeching their breaks to avoid him.
But thought the loudness in his head deafened him, he couldn't produce a single sound. As the cars slowed and stopped in front of him, Bruce's eyes rolled back and a pillar of red
and white stripes filled the windshield. Every car in front of him was red or white. His temporary deaf and mute state was clouding his vision. Red was starting to push out all
other colors, Colorado syndrome. Like when you close your eyes looking at a incadencent bulb, a bright pulsing arterial red like the womb to a sunbathing fetus. The tires screech
as I am forced to slam on the brakes, but it is too late. The last thing i remember seeing before everything went black was my wife and kids crying in the car, and their silence on
As the car slams into the truck, I can feel my soul lifting from my body. I'm floating over my car now, with my wife and kids. Instead of staying behind, we just head towards the
Military base, where we had heard was safe from the surrounding apocalypse. We approached the entrance. After being checked over by the armed guards, we entered and
saw that the Groundhog was indeed afraid of his shadow. We marched back to the military base to ponder what this mean for the "surrounding" apocalypse.
In the officer's lounge, behind the cheese station, General Burk crawled on the floor, "turn out the lights" he said. "No shadows!" Groundhog shadow phobia had become a virus and
that was the beginning of the end. Oh no, not the end of winter. The end of their sanity and the end of this horrid tale.

Started: 2015-01-13 11:00:28
Finished: 2015-08-17 20:42:41

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