Phone Call At the End of the World
"Hello, you've reached the home of Mr. and Mrs. Harper. We're not in right now, please leave a message."
"Mom, Dad, it's Arthur. Listen, if you're near a TV or computer, turn to the news. Something majorly bad is happening. I'll call you later."
"Mom, Dad, listen to me. Get down into the shelter now! Damn it, where are you guys?!"
"Joyce, is that you?"
"Gayle! I haven't heard from you in ages! How are you?"
"Joyce, this is important. Have you been paying attention to the news?"
"Oh, you mean those silly reports about the world ending? We get those every year, and nothing ever comes of it. Arthur left us a message about it, but Frank says it's all just talk."
"Where are you?"
"I'm doing a bit of shopping."
"Get home! Quickly!"
"Gayle, for...what on earth is that noise?"
A loud scream. Then: Static. Silence. Dead silence.
A flash of light and noise.