It’s a predicament that Aziraphale, a somewhat fussy angel, and Crowley, a fast-living demon now finds themselves in. Or you could just try to do something about it. You could spend the time left drowning your sorrows, giving away all your possessions in preparation for the rapture, or laughing it off as (hopefully) just another hoax. But what if, for once, the predictions are right, and the apocalypse really is due to arrive next Saturday, just after tea? People have been predicting the end of the world almost from its very beginning, so it’s only natural to be sceptical when a new date is set for Judgement Day. They don’t let you go around again until you get it right.’
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