Rain was hitting the ground so hard, the sound was deafening. Buildings shook, as life, how we knew it, was about to be eradicated. Lightning surged in angry streaks across the electric sky. The sky growled and roared, reveling in it's savageness. Trees were crashing to the ground, cars being thrown around, by the violent winds. My ears were exploding, my lungs bursting, in an effort to withstand the wind, my eyesight blurred with all the rain. I kept running, running faster, hoping to stay alive, trying to evade the darkness of the night. The enormous force of the wind made me dizzy; i couldn't think anymore. I couldn't breathe anymore. I stopped. A somber spectacle awaited me. As the massacre lying around me registered in my brain, I began to scream, shout, cry! But noone could hear me. Dead corpses covered the ground around me. Skyscrapers were tilting, threatening to kill hundreds of New York citizens. I didn't know what to do. A voice kept telling me that I was the cause of it all. I couldn't think. I was empty inside..
Tears were wrenching out of me. My mind was filled with despair. Yet, that voice urged me to visit my boyfriend, Rohan. I couldn't walk in this weather. It was a wonder I wasn't dead already. The other survivors were those who had enough sense to shelter themselves in lone houses and underground caves. Skyscrapers were goners since the beginning and these characterised the city. Standing in the blood bath that had become New York, I couldn't help but ponder on the fact that I was alive. Shudders ripped through me as I thought of those close to my heart. Mom, dad, Sani who were probably at our little house. I had never been so happy that we couldn't afford a fancy apartment in those huge buildings. Then, there was Sai. Sai was my best friend, my favourite person in the world, my angel, my life. I couldn't live, had anything happened to her. Least but not last, Rohan. Only thinking of him made my heart clench in pain. We had such a love-hate relationship. We were probably better off without each other. He was like the eraser to my pencil but I loved him with all my heart. Suddenly, a sheet of iron flew past me. That sure brought me out of my thoughts.
I decided to listen to the little voice in my head, telling me to search for my love, but the problem was that he was supposed to be meeting me at a restaurant which simply doesn't exist anymore. He couldn't have died. It was just not possible. I was sure of that. I started to run in the direction of his apartment but the wind kept pushing me back. My brain didn't register the nerve-wracking noise around me anymore. I just had to keep calm and I would be alright. I gathered my wits and thought. Then, I began running, running, running, in the direction of the wind. Ten minutes later, I was bursting into my house. All the windows were gone and everything looked messed up. I looked for my parents and my lil sister but they were nowhere to be found. Then, I saw something that turned my blood into ice. Stuck on the fridge was a note addressed to me, telling me that they had gone to the shopping centre nearby. I was rooted to the spot. Images of my family in pieces filled my head. I let myself fall and started sobbing on the glass-filled floor. Even curled up in a foetal position, I managed to get cuts throughout my body. That little voice again. It was telling me to search for Rohan. Rohan, Rohan, Rohan..his name filled my mind. I tried to get up but couldn't move. I was doomed to rot in this house forever..
NO! It rung in my head like a bolt of lightning.
