STORY: The Prophesy

Meanwhile, at Bloody Mary’s Bar…

The Owl sits in his perch above the bar rubbing his hands together and cackling maniacally.

“It is just as I predicted!” he exclaims gleefully. “The Reckoning is close at hand!”

He looks out the window at all of the drunk people shouting in the streets.

“Now, dance, my monkeys! Dance! Soon you shall all see the plan unfold. I have been predicting it for many years, and now, at long last, the time has finally come!”

He throws his head back and starts to laugh again.

“MWA HAHAHAHAHA! Welcome to Planet Earth, baby. Welcome to Planet Earth.”

The End

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