Four horsemen are said to appear before the end of the world, they are the bringers of the apocalypse will cause chaos on earth before its end.

Four horsemen

The first of the four rides a white horse, and the most speculation surrounds him. He goes out into the world wearing a crown and with the intent of conquest, and it is assumed that he is evil based on how he is introduced as part of the group that is very clearly evil. But still, he is different from the other three in some way, and everyone has a different take on what he truly is. Some claim that he is the antichrist, others say he is representing civil war, and another belief is that he is Christ himself, the second coming. That he could be there to sort out the wicked from the good.

Riding atop the red horse, is the second horseman of the apocalypse; war. It is pretty clear from his large sword the fiery color of his steed that his purpose is only for one thing; the killing of men, by men.

The third horse is black and the horseman who rides it represents famine. With him he has weighing scales, which were often used to weigh bread before it was distributed during famines. He also seems to be the only horseman who speaks. It is not indicated that it is famine speaking, but the voice that comes from the general direction of the four speaks of bread, wine and oil; things that would only concern him.

The final horseman, riding the ‘pale horse’ that insinuates something like the color of a corpse; is death. Though in some versions he carries a scythe (suggesting that he himself is the grim reaper) in most he carries nothing with him, and is instead followed by Hades.

With them comes the destruction of the world, and with them leaves all that was in it.

Adieu, my friends. Adieu.
-Black Widow

You remember being knocked out, hit over the head or perhaps in the chest with something large and heavy. Or maybe… maybe it just felt large when it hit you, perhaps it was very small. You might have been shot. You remember bleeding, yes, and a disturbingly cold feeling creeping from your insides out; but you do not remember what happened after that. All you know is that you’re awake again, and this place is very musty and dark. It’s soft though, like a cushion of some kind is underneath you. Which means that though you remember last being on a floor, it is not a floor that you are currently lying on.

buried alive

You move your hand slightly to the right and are startled when it hits something silk and soft. You wonder for a moment if there could be another person lying next to you and it is their dress you have grazed with your hand. You again touch this area and push down, but instead of flesh underneath the silk you feel more cushioning. You move your left hand and experience the same. You try to sit up but before you can even reach a thirty degree angle your head connects with more of this soft cushioning. You push your hands up against it and slowly begin to realize where you are.

The musty air, the lining of the inside of this box that you are in. They all must have assumed you were dead. They must have buried you alive thinking that you had gone to the other world. Panic sets in quickly and you begin using up what little air was left in the confined area. You scream and you bang on the ceiling of your coffin with all of your might but there is no way out.

May we reconvene under the blood red moon,
-Black Widow