The end of the world is neither exactly a time or a place; rather, it is a four-dimensional surface, curved and chaotic, which courts the path of the planet on its journey through space-time. Were one to visualize it using only three dimensions, it would seem almost ribbon-like, a black helix of fluttering death. Asteroids entangled by this dark fabric are certain to be drawn into the Earth’s gravitational pull.

For the most part, it keeps its distance. The moon has been swaddled in its folds many times, and bears the scars to prove it. Every now and then, however, the Earth and its ending cross paths. It never manages to cover the entire planet at once, but instead carves out numerous cross-sections, regions, surfaces, and volumes. These varied geometric forms can manifest as anything from plagues to wars to volcanic eruptions, depending upon the paths they trace through the globe.

It is not wrought from matter, nor is it a form of space (by which we mean the way reality folds); instead, the end of the world is perhaps best described a form of unspace (by which we mean the way reality unfolds). Though not material in and of itself, it influences the unraveling of material forms over time. Its curvature can be seen in mushroom clouds, tsunamis, and the eyes of hurricanes. Sometimes it even finds its way beneath skin and skull, down into the winding canyons of the human brain, where it sculpts its prophetic dreams.

In certain ranges of mountains, the end of the world can be seen with the naked eye- as it passes in front of the stars, they seem to flicker in and out existence. No place on earth is nearer to the end, however, than the land called California. The dark curtain often slips beneath its soil, where it scrapes against the planet’s bones. Whenever it does, the ground above rattles and resounds, reminding those upon it of that which is always close at hand.

This lesson was once taught to a hitchhiker who took A Wrong Turn at Albuquerque.

The ends of worlds pose no threat to those who know the paths between them.

Unlike Earth, the Death-Painted Planet exhibits a well-defined, periodic relationship with its ending.

On the other hand, The Wind-Up Planet contains its own ending entirely.

Some say Nibiru is always hidden behind the curtain of the end.