The End of Time

Somewhere between the supermarket and his home it had happened. The unimaginable. He began to backtrace his entire path inside his mind. When he left the K-Mart it'd still been there. And now, a mere 2 kilometres walk from the supermarket, it was gone. It had happened. The end of time as he knew it. There was nothing such as time anymore. No more days and nights would pass, no more timetables would be possible to be laid. Because somewhere between K-Mart and his home, the time as he knew it had ceased to be. It had disappeared. Completely vanished. It was gone.

"And I bought it less than a year ago", he sighed, and let the receipt for the Rolex fall to the floor.