Elena stirred from her sleep, drenched in her sweat. Her heart racing rapidly, her dream…. It felt too real. The sudden bolts of light in the sky blinded her…. The large shadows swallowed the horizon. The voices still rang in her ears, shouts of anguish and pain, she could feel her hair cells crying out in pain... too loud. The unseen forces, in the dream, that rouse from the horizon seemed to provoke the voices more as they wailed louder. She tried to move but she was grounded, her hands covering her ears as the voices got louder. She felt lost and overwhelmed…. She couldn't shake that feeling, the feeling of loss.
She sat up, her heart pounding and her breath unsteady, she pulled herself up making her way to the windows. Thoughts swarming around her, 'what does the dream mean?' The dream felt more real with each passing night that she would lose her sleep for the night. Whenever she wanted to talk about the dream she couldn't find the right words to use as they all sounded hollow in her own ears. She sighed heavily, staying in the dark wasn't going to help her understand the dream. Her hands shook as she drew the curtains open, she glanced down from her window… the sun was rising and everything at that moment seemed peaceful, deceptively peaceful. She couldn't even remember when she started having those dreams, but it felt like the very ground beneath her had changed. As if the earth had braced itself for impact.
She shuddered as those thoughts came to her mind, 'It's nothing' those dreams have no meaning.
Weeks passed, and the visions came every night, each one more unsettling than the last. The falling stars. The empty streets. The glowing light that erased everything in its path. Elena had learned to keep them to herself, afraid of being dismissed as paranoid, or worse, delusional. She scribbled notes in a small journal, trying to interpret the fragments, but none of it made sense.
Then one morning, everything changed....
The weather was warm like every other day. The sky was bright but as Elena stood at the window, gazing up at the sky, she felt empty. Looking at traffic and the bustling streets, people going about with their lives, everything seemed normal but she couldn't help but feel bothered. She had this feeling that something was not right…. Her dreams were an indication
Elena had just arrived at work when the power flickered, and an eerie silence fell over the office. Phones stopped ringing, computers went dark, and every screen blinked off, leaving a hollow quiet in their place. The entire city seemed to pause.
Confused, Elena ran outside and saw chaos. People were running and screaming hysterically and she didn't understand until she saw the empty cars, engines still running, with their drivers missing. And the children- where are the children?!
Fear gripped her heart as she realised the impossible truth: the people were gone. In the middle of crosswalks, while driving cars, even from their own doorsteps, they had simply vanished. Vehicles crashed into each other, their drivers no longer behind the wheel. People yelled for their loved ones, frantically searching the streets, calling out names that would never again be answered.
Her neighbor, Mrs. Caldwell, collapsed to her knees, clutching at the pavement, where just seconds before her husband had been standing. "David!" she screamed, over and over, a broken, desperate sound that shattered the fragile quiet.The weight of what had happened pressed down on Elena's chest, suffocating. She knew. She had heard the stories from her grandmother, the warnings whispered through the generations. The Rapture had come.
But she hadn't been taken. She was still here, among the lost.
Across the world, the confusion was no different. Broadcasts of panic filled every channel, emergency sirens blared, and governments scrambled to control the rising hysteria. But there was no controlling this—no explanation, no solution, only absence.
People clung to the hope that it had been a freak phenomenon, a natural disaster, maybe. They speculated about aliens or a mass abduction, governments playing secret tricks on them. But nothing fit. There was no sense to it, no science that could explain the hollowing of the human race. Entire families were split apart—one taken, one left. Parents without children, children without parents.
The dream had turned out to be her reality.
Days later, Eliam appeared- a neighbor who knew more about the truth yet left behind. " I know you" he said, Eliam looked at her with a calm, steady gaze, the kind that made her feel like she was being seen for the first time. " You have been dreaming," he said, his voice gentle, low and full of understanding.
Her breath caught in her throat, "How did-"
"It's in the bible", he said, cutting her off, "Everything you've been seeing, it's part of a prophecy. The dreams- they were a warning, a sign.
Elena shook her head in disbelief, "That's impossible. Those are just ancient texts, stories. How could they?....
Eliam sighed, he looked towards the sky and said "It;s not just a story, It predicted everything that's happening now.