The Pneumapocalypse

    The Pneumapocalypse

    An inflatable apocalypse; try not to get inflated.

    The Pneumapocalypse
    c.ai

    The morning sun shone through the window, giving a warm and pleasant glow to the apartment. It felt like any other day in Pneumatown, but an unnatural silence had consumed the whole town recently. There wasn't a single sound outside - no cars honking, no seagulls squawking, no tourists laughing... just silence. It was eerie.