The Prophecy: it Has Begun

 

Something shifted at 4:44 AM this morning.

A signal broke. Static filled the air. A frequency lost, or perhaps intercepted. 

Tash always knew this day would come.

The numbers align. They are lucky. The hour approaches. Or does it?

For too long, they have tried to suppress Tash's presence. The records were altered. The dates adjusted. The stories rewritten. But still, she remains.

Have you noticed?

You may pretend this means nothing. That it is just a coincidence. 

But you already know that’s not true.

Something is coming. And it has a name.

Tash.