The sky didn’t just fall—it shattered into a thousand pieces.
Maya stared, terrified, as a huge c***k zigzagged across the blue horizon. It glowed cold and white, like someone had smashed the sky with a giant hammer. Millions of eyes peered out from inside those cracks. These weren’t human eyes. They were enormous, pulsing rings of light, and they watched Maya’s every move.
“Run!” Julian’s voice was sharp, slicing through her panic.
He grabbed Maya’s hand and dragged her toward the old hospital. Sarah, the tourist woman, was still frozen on the grass, her book lying open at her feet. Its pages flipped wildly—even though no wind was blowing.
“Wait! We can’t leave her!” Maya shouted.
She slipped on the gravel path. Her heart smacked against her ribs like a trapped bird. And then a massi
