Anyway, the world started to change in the fourth year.
At first, not a lot of people noticed the change. We just thought it was global warming doing its own thing.
You know, the usual. The melting ice, the burning forests and yadda yadda.
No one knew that they were the signs.
The signs of the Apocalypse.
....
I was blowing the boss in his "office" when I heard an explosion-like sound.
The noise must startle the boss because he never put his junk that deep into my throat.
"What is that sound?" He said before he pushed my head away. He didn't care one bit about me who was coughing hard on the floor.
"Sir, There is something in the sky" one of in the know-guard who was in his 20s with a panic-face barging in.
"How many times did I tell you to knock!" The boss hissed before pulling his pants up in a hurry.
He was very shy for a pedophile.
The guard immediately looked away, in my direction.
He blushed at the sight of me, but I didn't even flinch since I didn't really mind if he gets a glimpse at my necked body.
I guess I was pretty tough for an abused girl.
"Alright, tell me what happen" the boss said after he finished donning his clothes.
The red-faced guard immediately got a hold of himself. He walked to the window and pulled the curtain up.
" "That" happens, sir," he said in a shaky voice and pointed at the origin of the explosion sound.
The moment I saw what was in the sky, the word countdown came to mind.
Because the thing in the sky looked exactly like a countdown timer we regularly see on a smartphone.
It displayed the time digitally and it seemed like we had around an hour before the time stop.
"What is that? A prank? A warning with some kind of new technology from the government?" The boss shot his questions.
"We don't know, sir. We still waiting for the answer. The government hasn't contact us yet."
"So, what you saying is that we don't know what is the giant thing above our head, why it made that sound or whether it is dangerous or not" The boss frowned.
"That's correct, sir." He said, sweat started to form on his head, probably because the boss was pretty well known for his hot temper. There was more than one occasion that he had sent his "pet" to the infirmary in a rage.
And yes, that happened to me once when I accidentally broke a cup he got from his wife.
But to be honest, I didn't think the guard had to be worry because even though he let his furry on the pet from time to time, he never actually lay a hand on his official staff.
I guessed doing that to the staff was a bit harder to cover-up since the staff wasn't street throng or society trash, they were government employees.