April 16, 2019

The world was being terrorized by flocks of murderous crows that ripped the flesh of anyone who went out of their homes. The streets were littered with gory remains as people were still trying to find ways to escape. There were rumors that the northern regions were free of the birds.

I woke up from my dream and went to school as usual. When someone in class was talking about their strange dream from the night before, I realized that we had dreamt the same thing. I went home to tell my dad to head north, under assumption that we must’ve seen some kind of prophecy.

My dad agreed and over the next three days, we made our trip northwards. There were a few isolated incidents of aggressive bird activity, but nothing in the news suggested that anything widespread had occurred.