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In the distance on a dark foggy plain I here the mighty roar of thunder. Not a bolt of lightning in sight just ferocious thunder and nothing more. It draws nearer and beats l nearer by the time it should be right over head it stops. I stand in the silence for a moment then look up to say a mighty ghastly pale horse with is black hooded rider. Death was it's name and the rider stared at me for what felt like thirty long seconds. After that without a word or touch Death rode off, they following. I stood there in awe but when I looked at where Death came lo and behold a sight that filled me with terror. All the worlds population dead on a battle field. I looked down and I realized my fate was the worst of all. I was littered with bullets and bleeding out yet I could not die.