Some Breakfast With A Side Of Blight

Unknown phenomenon, the news called it.

The coming end of days was what the doomsday peeps decided to make of it, rampaging 'round the streets, screaming in the ears of those that'll hear them out.

Then you got those special few, those tinfoil folks whispering in the sidelines of a top-secret classified, delisted, off the record loominati experiment of epic proportions.

It didn't matter what channel on TV I flicked to or what random website I visited online. It'd always be one of those three things popping up, going on and on like a broken record without an end in sight. It seemed that overnight, our little weather incident here in the town has become a global sensation that'd surely be the talk of the day for many weeks to come.