Anomalies 2: Kill a Prophet

SHAW (VOICEOVER): Revelation 11:3 through 12.

And I will appoint my two witnesses,

and they will prophesy.

They are the two olive trees and the two lampstands.

And they stand before the lord of the Earth.

They have power to shut up the heavens

so that it will not rain during the time they are prophesying,

and they have power to turn the water into blood,

and to strike the Earth with every kind of plague

as often as they want.

This prophecy I speak is trustworthy and true.

Have you seen us?

Have you seen us in the future?

Where is she?

Where is she?

Look, I'll give you anything you want.

I'll tell you whatever you want.

How'd I get here?

How'd I get here?

write a book.

It was just another book.

I made it all up.

Where is she?

Where is she.

SHAW (VOICEOVER): Revelations of the Apocalypse,

a novel by Shaw Johnson.

The gas mask man walked the desolate Earth,

looking for something, anything, to continue another day.

Each morning the air grew more stale and toxic.

The blue sky had long since faded as the Earth

was beginning to rot and decay.

He stayed alert.

Always cautious of the empty eyes following him.

Listening for a whisper, a scream.

A voice.

Long ago, he had a purpose.

But years of solitude left him hollow in the dark.

He waited for guidance, a sign.

But the memory of his purpose had long since been lost.

Now the thought of survival was all that

kept him moving, breathing.

To be the last man on Earth on to live

out the reign of the creature.

The creature that hunted him in the shadows.

I didn't think you'd be up yet.

Yeah, I've been up for a little while.

I've had to pee, like, every five minutes.

I'm just happy my body's working.

How'd you sleep?

Fine, but I woke up and you weren't there again.

Just out here.

Chapter 7, though.

That's great.

That's good news, but I just want

to make sure you're sleeping.

OK.

How you feeling?

My shoulder hurts a little bit,

but overall, I'm feeling pretty good.

Yeah.

I'm even going to try and go into town.

Uh-huh.

And get some groceries.

So if you want anything, I need you to write it down,

because I don't want to hear any of this crap

later that there's nothing in the fridge

when I just went shopping.

OK.

If you want it, write it down.

OK.

What are you reading?

Ecclesiastes.

Ooh, Mr. Doom and Gloom.

I just flipped through it, all right?

Oh, sure.

Nothing new under the sun, huh?

I'm going to look for something happy.

Yeah?

Yeah.

OK, like what?

Oh, look, I just flipped to awesome in the thesaurus.

Yes, I did.

Yes, I did.

Are you rolling your eyes at me?

I did not.

You just rolled your eyes at me.

I'm going to a verse that has awesome for my pretty,

beautiful--

Oh, thank you.

And sweet wife.

Please.

Please, Lord.

Move that from our lives.

I know you have the larger plan.

Cure her the miraculous way that only you can do, Lord.

Give us the strength today.

I leave my trust in you.

And behold, there was the pale horse.

This name that sat on him was death.

Hears our voices.

He hunts our voices.

Shh.

Oh my God.

My God.

It's in my head.

What you are writing is not just a book.

It is a prophecy of the future yet to be.

SHAW (VOICEOVER): Chapter 8.

Sickness spread through the cities like an ancient plague.

Drawing many men to madness.

Oh my God.

SHAW (VOICEOVER): Self-mutilation.

And suicide.

It seeped into our blood.

Danced along our cells.

Distorted the minds of men.

Just as quickly as the first symptoms were reported,

our world was brought down upon its knees.

No great war.

No battles of fire.

But a simple negative strand, a mutated genome

that would take away everything we had once known,

everyone we had once loved.

We used to think we were so smart,

but that is what the creature wanted us to think.

But this was the end.

This was our end.

The white creature.

The white creature is the beast that has been foretold of.

The beast you saw was once alive, but isn't now.

And yet, he will soon come up out of the bottomless pit.

Are you?

I hear your voice calling to me, tempting me.

I feel your presence in my bones.

I tried to end it.

Seven.

Nine comes next.

The creature.

Please, end me.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Kill me.

Please, kill me.

Oh my gosh.

Are you even allowed to have that?

What, are you going to tell on me?

Hey, you want to see something?

Look at how much hair.

Gentle.

OK, OK, OK.

I like it out here.

How long do you think this one's going to take you?

It feels different.

Like it's just flowing out of me.

When I start writing it then, I have a full page already.

That's great.

I need to ask you how you're doing.

Don't-- don't do that.

Stop.

I need to know if you're OK.

Stop.

Stop.

Think about it.

I need you here with me.

I need you to take care of yourself.

I can't do it alone, I'm sorry.

It's just a book, OK?

Have you taken your nap today?

Oh my God.

Yes, I took my nap today.

Yeah.

Can you tell me about this book?

Yeah.

It's-- it's about the end of the world.

Oh.

Oh, doom and gloom.