All he wanted was to turn back the clock, but that clock was worn and broken, just like his once promising life.Thinking back to that defining moment ...lmost a year before, the memories flooded his mind. They had met at the gym he attended three times a week almost religiously. Not that he was a health nut whom wanted to have the body of a God; in fact, he went three times a week in an attempt to stay as healthy as possible. His father had died at a relatively young age of heart disease, as well. They ran the gasses through a special filter to separate them and stored them in pressurised storage tanks. They used the butane for the boiler and many other uses like a flame grill and gas torches.They also tapped and plugged the oil seep. It could be pumped out at regular intervals to add to the recycler. Nothing was wasted as what wasn’t required was recycled and provided a lot of trace elements that boosted their recyclers ability to produce a wide range of goods.Sandra had her weather. Over the course of the following week, each of them came over separately, after I came home from whatever work I had for my job, and begged me for a nice big load of my baby juice, complaining only about their husbands’ collective lack of sexual drive.While we fucked, with Kami being a voyeur, I reassured them that I would do my part to make them as happy and as full of my sperm as I could.After a week, they each got a call, from their spouse that the fishing was too good to leave, and extended. It stopped once it got its ribcage out of the Earth, but that was enough to have the black skeleton towering over them. It placed its elbows on the street, like someone resting at the edge of a pool, skull pointed down at them. Unlike Athalia and the creepy white dots that sat in the center of her skull eye sockets, the giant skeleton was only a skeleton; as much as any human skeleton bigger than any dinosaur could be ‘only’, with no glowing eye dots. Black ooze dripped from its eye sockets,.