Latex gloves hug my flesh as I peer down at the corpse, grimacing. Something like this hasn’t occurred since hundreds of years ago, and shouldn’t have come back so soon. But men will always try playing god in an attempt to damn humanity.

“what does it mean?” Joseph whispers, figure shaking uncontrollably.

“All we know is threatening demise”

Its body begins trembling, a deafening scream echos, making us jump.

“Can you prevent chaos?” He asked, fingers fumbling around aimlessly.

Plunging his hand forward, cold liquid quickly turning into lava envelopes now bare skin.

“No one, not even Gods could help.”