I had a dream. In that dream, I woke up at 5, as I had planned. But when I opened my eyes, the sun had already risen long before. So I asked my mother why the sun had risen by 5 a.m. It was baffling, as it was 5 p.m. instead of a.m.

"I don't understand", I said, "Clearly I slept for six hours, no more no less!". The others around me were as confused as I was. There was only one explanation to answer this riddle. The sun rose from the west.

And it could only mean one thing. Doomsday was approaching, and it would happen anytime soon.

Time surely did not go as it should. As the clock strikes twelve, the sky was as dark as it could be, implying we had reached the middle of the night. Yet when the clock strikes four, the sun was already high up. I was afraid. My mother was afraid. Everyone was. And there was nothing we could do, but wait for the moment God Unleashes His final...