The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (11)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.

Day 11: I’ll Have What He’s Having

Life was good for about ten hours. Your new lover arrived and you spent a blissful night together.  In the early morning hours the two of you slipped outside to view the stars. You held hands, looked up into the sky and far to the south, streaks of light rocketed down from the heavens.

At first the white-hot streaks could have been shooting stars, but they continued for ten minutes then twenty. They kept coming by the dozens all morning long.

When the sun rose, other couples came out and gaped as you all watched the streaking balls of stone crash to earth in little fireballs all along the horizon.

By breakfast it was clear the strikes were coming closer, raining down, destroying everything in a slow march of burning rock headed toward the army base. The good news was that the zombies were being wiped out en masse. The bad news was that there was nowhere to hide from the relentless meteor shower.

The team decides that driving north is futile. You have a full day to enjoy before the meteors start hitting.

What do you choose for you last meal? Don’t forget dessert!

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