by Jackson Ferrell
Corpses littered the streets. Martin performed last rites for each of the now-permanently-dead, and Chrissy waved to Nietzsche and Andrew Jackson as they stepped through the time portal. It closed with a hum.
Chrissy looked earnestly at her friend. "Martin...is Joe in heaven now?"
Martin stared up at the sky. "God only knows."
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
The Aftermath
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This series is still one of the best things on this site. I particularly love how it comes full-circle back to Joe at the end.
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