NOVEL NEXT The Party's On, Man!
"The party's on, man!" said one wealthy friend to another.
"I dunno, aren't you worried?"
"About?"
"What if the prediction is wrong … what if it never comes?"
"It's coming, man! Watch the screen."
The holographic news projection showed its trajectory toward Earth …
They set one of their luxury cars on fire. "Let's roast marshmallows!" They both laughed, smoked, and drank.
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"The burnings, pillaging, rioting, destruction, and much worse around the world had gotten to the point of total debauchery. Every town and every city was on fire. Mob rule took over." His frail, wrinkled hands shook as he stared straight ahead. "Unspeakable violations against fellow humans were off the charts, including our own family … complete anarchy."
"But 'they' came, right Grandfather?" asked his granddaughter.
"Yes, our alien saviors destroyed the asteroid, which, for those who partied, I'm not sure they did them a favor."
"You mean the executions?"
"Indeed, a sweeping global vigilante justice followed, deadly and swiftly handed out …"