So this is based on an old story I made in like sixth grade.

Don't expect this to be good, it's just a scenario.

You are among the last of the Japanese in 2011. No one wants to travel there and gain citizenship or anything either. You see, there was a blast, killing thousands of people and leaving destruction behind. You are living in a shelter on an island in the "good part" of Japan, which a kind and gentle man took you to. You are with mostly teens and young adults, all survivors of this blast.

Many songs you hear are about the end of the world and the end of Japan, and you end up finding an old 90s VHS tape of a music video seemingly predicting the Great Blast of 2009. The tape is partially destroyed, going from black and white, staticky, the audio slowing down and such at some parts.

How I would feel if I was the character:

You feel as if something is behind you, often looking over your shoulder. The distortion startles you, though it's to be expected from a damaged tape, and you can't get the audio out of your head. Especially due to the "prediction" of the Blast, it seems so ominous.