The day after the end

The end. Or beginning?

I started awake all of a sudden. Woah, my mind skipped a little as I tried to grasp the situation. I had a skull crushing headache and every part of my body was sore. I was lying down on my kitchen floor, was I drunk? No, this definitely was no ordinary hangover. then what was it? I sat up with a grunt and brushed the glass from my shirt. No wait, glass? Sure enough I looked around to find all of my windows shattered and my wallpaper peeling as if it had been sitting in some shantytown for years. Huh, that's strange, I shifted from my position on the floor. Something knocked me out cold no doubt about it, but what? I moved myself up to the window to see what all this was about. I stared bewildered into my backyard at my once lively oak tree now bare leaved and bone dry, wait everything had been fried, not just my oak but all of the bushes and grass too. My head throbbed in more ways than one and I felt sick but I had to get to the bottom of this, I rushed, okay, lurched out of my front door which was harder to open than usual, but still came loose with a push. I was struck dumb at the scene before me, a charred desolate landscape came into view. I looked across the expanse of wasteland that used to be a city and watched as a once tall sky scraper turned almost to dust and crumbled away into the breeze. this used to be Sacramento?

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