Man's time was short. Rock learned from an old college friend that a wave of fire had already begun to spread around the earth and that it would reach them by evening, an hour or two hence.
They were in a small Indian town north of New Dehli in an old abandoned filling station. Rock and his friend stood in what was once the office, but a large group of the friend's former fraternity brothers—men Rock vaguely recalled from Wyoming—was gathered in an adjacent two-bay garage.
Rock was immediately impressed that they seemed at ease with the coming flames. One of them said he heard the fire would miss higher levels of the Himalayas, but Rock subsequently learned the mountains were more than four-hundred miles away and that they would not spare anyone from death anyway. People there would be instantly frozen.
"We found out too late to make it," Rock's friend said. "I mean, I think I'd rather freeze to death than get burned up."
"Same here," Rock said. "This is awful."
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