Joshua watched the little girl sing to herself, his shoulder leaning against the door frame.
He tensed and felt a surge of nausea when he heard what she was singing as she watched the rain patter against the window:
"Hickory dickory dock,
mankind is on the clock.
I greatly fear
the end is near,
hickory dickory dock."
And then, as if on cue, the earthquakes started.
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QUICK NOTE: THE NURSERY RHYME BELONGS TO ALICIA VANNOY CALL, THE ILLUSTATOR OF APOCALYPTIC NURSERY RHYMES.
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