– 7AM, November 10, 3715: Somewhere In What Was Minneapolis, MN
George Taylor looked warily, scanning the jagged, geometric landscape around him, as Zira, the gorgeous blonde, clung to him on the back of the white stallion.
Suddenly, he pulled up short, his face wrinkling with alarm.
“No!”, he yelled, the anguish palpable in his voice.
He climbed off the horse. “Oh, no, no, no”, he repeated, louder, his voice taking on an air of panic that started to alarm Zira.
Taylor jogged a few steps. “Noooooooo!”
Zira climbed off the horse, and wariliy stepped toward Taylor.
“You blew the whole thing up!”, Taylor bellowed, falling to his knees, as Zira, sliding into panic herself, ran to him.
“You maniacs. You did it!”
Zira looked at the shape in the rubble ahead of them.
“You blew the whole thing up!”
Ahead of them, a statue of Mary Tyler Moore, throwing her stocking cap into the air, sat, cockeyed and tilted backwards, amid a pile of long-weathered rubble.
“Damn you! Damn you all! Damn you all to hell!”
Is this how “Trulbert” really ends?
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