Times-End

So, when I was a kid, I knew this dude, Chase. This was years ago, but what happened to him will stick with me forever. It's a weird story, but the background is I was probably 12 or 13, as was he. My group of friends would hang out every day. We were a typical group of friends. Nothing out of the ordinary. We would all just hang out and a few of us played a lot of games; at the time the system everyone had was the NES. It was when gaming had just become poular, and the NES was the mythical machine that every kid NEEDED to have. This is kind of important to the story, but I'll get back to that later. Well, Chase and I would walk to school, w

On the verge of the end, close to death, I collapsed. So close to the peak, but I couldn't give up. I had worked myself until I felt empty. I felt desolate, nothing but a flicker of life left burning in my soul. I had worked myself, and my lifelong companions, to the brink of death. There was no way to turn back. There was no way to do anything but move forward. On my hands and knees, I crawled up the last few steps. Dragging myself through snow, ripping my jeans across the ice, scraping my knees. I was numb. I couldn't "feel" any more. The snow blowing through the air, the winds whipping my face; the only thing that kept me going was that I