It was night and they were alone. “Now that’s a sight I’ll never tire of,” Tanya said and dropped to her knees in front of him. Squirting about half the bottle of Deet all over his naked flesh and tying a soaked handkerchief around his mouth, he clambered down next to his tortured wife again. “Well,” Tanya said, then thought for a moment. They’d been over it before. Frank and Tanya watched, mesmerized by the ghastly events along with the rest of the world, for the next three hours. “Some people think the world is going to end whenever the planets line up.”
“Do you think the world will end then?” Frank asked. Tanya jerked awake when a dying ember popped out of the campfire and bounced off her leg. Finally, she told him. Then the camera turned its bright lights across an area where many corpses were staked out in like manner – an entire grove of dead, rotting bodies were staked out, reminding Frank of a macabre version of a young tree nursery.
