Fire like Thunder

Every day you face the not knowing,

the not knowing if you can go to work and come home,

day after day,

time after time,

everyone will face this.

The feeling of death is beyond feeling,

just like the not knowing,

which has a similar feeling to this,

suddenly hearing a sound that is indescribable and then crash,

as a shock wave curls up your spine,

and the ground beneath your feet starts to shake like world is about to implode.

Then slowly after a smell fills the room,

a smell that only can be described as,

death.

Then comes the scream,

as I looked out over the metropolis and began to see the clouds turn to black,

so I look to the floor below and I see solids turning to liquids,

as people fall to the floor turning into nothingness,

and the people behind me staring to the sky in horror repeating,

"They'll come for us,"

Every Piece of matter starts to lose hope as the raging demons' offspring starts consuming the building like cancer spreads through the body,

I start to lose hope until it's completely gone as my body flies through the ceiling as the building starts crumbling beneath me,

and then in a brief split second of massive agony there's nothing,

nothing but the smell of burning and dead people,

and the very dust and particles that the World Trade Center has returned to.