Book 6 Chapter 26.3 (1/2)
- Doomsday
The inhabited area a kilometer out was still extremely quiet, most people still deep asleep, completely unaware of their brief encounter with death.
Sally quietly stood there for a moment, and then clenched her teeth, pulling up the male who was still powerlessly sitting on the ground, mutually supporting each other as they headed towards the inhabited area. Only a few places in the inhabited area had lights lit, the priest’s small house one of them. After calming down the man who had been frightened badly, Sally dragged her own exhausted body towards the priest’s room. When she entered, she already quelled her own fear, only looking a bit tired.
The priest had his own homemade grass tea, drinking it could help ease the mind, replenish one’s stamina, precisely what Sally currently urgently needed. Moreover, while feeling extremely panic-stricken, listening to the priest explain Revelation was also a good way to calm down. Sally had a faint feeling that the terror of what she saw today was far from being as simple as just a beast stampede. When she saw the giant wolves’ eyes that were full of wisdom, for some reason, she just couldn’t help but shiver inwardly.
Did she… witness a sign of an impending doomsday?
After entering through the door, the priest customarily gestured for her to sit down, and then continued to write with a fountain pen on a piece of paper in concentration. Sally poured a cup of tea for herself, drank it, and then a moment later, her frantically beating heart finally began to calm down somewhat. As a result, she lifted her head, looked towards the priest, and then asked, “Father, did you distinguished self see or hear anything just now?”
“See or hear anything?” The priest lifted his head in a somewhat stunned manner, clearly not understanding what Sally was saying.
“It’s nothing, I just… felt a bit restless.” Sally said with a forced smile. She understood deep down that it was still best to keep that terrifying beast tide a secret. Her eyes landed on the table in front of the priest soon after, on it quite a few sheets of paper. However, what was written on them weren’t the insights and understandings that she usually saw, but rather things that were like individual drawings. Sally moved over rather curiously, picked up a few sheets and looked at them, discovering that these sheets of paper really did have drawings on them. These were all diagrams drawn with a fountain pen, the technique and skill not especially outstanding or anything, but somehow, every single drawing seemed to carry its own charm. When Sally looked at them, she felt as if the scenery within these diagrams already emerged before her eyes.
Within those drawings, there were floods, earthquakes, plagues, and the most shocking thing was that there was a scene of galloping beasts! The scene within the drawing was unexpectedly a bit similar to what she had just experienced!
Sally’s voice even began to shake as she asked, “Father, these drawings… what are they?”
The priest smiled amiably and said, “These things… I just happened to be reading the chapters in Revelation regarding the last days’ judgment, but I felt like the normal methods I use to add annotations couldn’t portray what I felt inside, so I drew them out.”
“Are these all of the last days?” Sally asked.