When the Sky Went Black

It was the darkest day the earth had ever seen.

Literally.

At noon, when the sun should have been at its highest, the sky went black. Not clouded. Not stormy. Black. Like the heavens themselves turned their back on what was happening at Skull Hill.

Colin Smith’s *Heaven, How I Got Here* ends where history paused—between two worlds.

One man—the thief—is no longer with us. Neither is the Man on the middle cross. Their lifeless bodies hung in silence as the crowds shuffled home, bloodstained and stunned.