When the clocks are slipshod you know something is amiss. That’s what happened the day before the Universe ended. The clocks went haywire and there was a buzzing sensation in my head. In 24 hours nothing existed. I am only able to communicate because of a small flaw in the system of destruction. As unlikely as it seems I was able to crawl into that flaw — which was a slight distortion in the wave-form that annihilated everything. I’m here now, inside the distortion — talking to myself and wondering what comes next. If I concentrate hard enough I believe I’ll produce an explosion. Hopefully the explosion will be a new beginning – a new Big Bang.