There were rumours that God had finally woken up. Nobody specified which religion They belonged to, living or forgotten. They were only assumed to be a God because the alternative explanations for Their arrival (the ground heaving and entire mountains splitting to reveal a humanoid creature whose face could not be remembered and who knew the names of every living person) were less than pleasant to say the least.
When people started vanishing in their thousands, we assumed it was some kind of rapture and that They were delivering the very best of humanity into paradise. We didn't necessarily believe this, we just hoped that our fears weren't true and that they were all safe and cherished somewhere sunshiney and peaceful.
Then someone found a broken phone in one of the raptured towns. The screen was shattered but the footage was still viewable and was uploaded to an empty account with no comment. It showed us everything we'd feared about this God and the millions who'd been taken.
It showed that God was starving.
When people started vanishing in their thousands, we assumed it was some kind of rapture and that They were delivering the very best of humanity into paradise. We didn't necessarily believe this, we just hoped that our fears weren't true and that they were all safe and cherished somewhere sunshiney and peaceful.
Then someone found a broken phone in one of the raptured towns. The screen was shattered but the footage was still viewable and was uploaded to an empty account with no comment. It showed us everything we'd feared about this God and the millions who'd been taken.
It showed that God was starving.
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