The clouds give off an ominous feeling of despair as I look up into nothingness. I am asleep but awake at the same time. Is this a dream? I don't know to tell you the truth.
The wind cries desparingly as I walk through the empty parking lot. I don't know where I'm going but something is guiding me the right direction. I can see the bright flash of lightning off in the distance. There is a storm coming.
Something's wrong. I can feel it. I quickly go from a slow walk to a maddening heart pounding jog. I don't know what it is that is wrong or where it is that I'm going yet, I just know I need to get there soon or it'll be too late.
As I run through the empty neighborhoods I suddenly see a bright red glow on the horizon. The next thing I know the sound of an explosion ricochets off the cold concrete. I try to hurry now as people appear out of nowhere running the opposite direction. Instinct tells me to turn around and run with the mob, but I continue on.
What a depressing sight it is as my heart sinks and I drop to my knees from the weight. I suddenly realize where I am. Or at least, what used to be here....my home.