You didn't know what had happened.

One moment, everything was fine. The next, everything was going to shit.

You watched a giant chunk of land crash into your best friends house. Their car was still there when it did. Angels were falling from the skies like rain while demons rose from the ground. The blue sky above you was now shining golden with a bright angelic light. The Earth was splitting open, demons crawling from the cracks, armed to the horns with barbaric weapons and armor, emanating a crimson glow. The angels simply adorned passive white and gold robes.

The demons were culling anything that crossed their path. The angels feebly attempted to retreat and regroup, but so many were dying too quickly for any organization to commence.

This was the end of the world.

And there wouldn't be any place to go but Hell.