The End is Now
Bible camp, its been joked about and made fun of by almost every person at least once in their lives, and even though they would later laugh about it, a bus full of kids and one adult late on joining Gods company, are going exactly there as a commemoration for completing their first communion.
"alright everyone hold still a second while I get a head ..." Her voice stopped, the bus windshield became engulfed in light, heat poured in from all around, the boom dwarfed all other sounds and the bus jumped as the flames wrapped around it. Barely a second had past and all the bodies sat wrapped in fire, occupants vacant and blissfully unaware of what happened to their smoldering vessels.
Watching from inside the gas station he watched not with pain or villainous glee, but with envy. They were leaving this world wrought with misery on a journey ending in eternal bliss, still pure and innocent, if only suicide were not a damnable sin. Walking out amongst the growing crowd of rushing people he took a knee and prayed that the flock would join their Sheppard safely, thanking God for allowing him this part in tending to the heard.
Following the mass funeral cops swarmed the church the bus had departed from, questioning everyone involved with the trip. Officer Gram leading the investigation so far spoke with the only survivor of the explosion.
"So father where were you when the bomb went off?"
"I was still in the gas station, I sincerely regret that I was not on the bus with my flock."
