On the 365th day, on the 24th hour, the 59th minute, and the 59th second of 2020, as the clock strikes twelve, a gamma ray burst from a near by super nova will make a lucky strike, perfectly searing earth, killing everyone instantly.
The ball is dropping and all you can hear are shouts and chears. Anticipation fills the streets of Times Square. TEN! All eyes on One Times Square. NINE! The chearing amplifies EIGHT! All observers now synchronously counting to one SEVEN! The shouting continues... SIX! FIVE! FOUR! THREE! Everyone unanimously wanting the End of 2020! TWO! Impending doom! ONE! Boom. The last thing you see is a instant flash of red light... Then silence... The whole world immediately, filled with peace and tranquility. Thats how 2020 will end.
by Fatticket December 6, 2020