Beyond the Shadows

The Storm

I looked down at my worn work boots, they were stained with blood. I dropped my cane knife and looked at the horrific image in front of me. The vault where I was born and raised had just collapsed behind me.
They were all crushed and mangled under the huge boulders. My friends, family, everyone I loved, speared with rebar jutting out of the walls.
"You'll be ok," Sone sobbed brushing his fingers through his dead sister's hair who was smashed under the weight of a 2 ton boulder. Her brains painting the stones "You'll be ok." He chanted.
John was sitting on a large rock to my left, smoking a cigarette while reloading his revolver.
"1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-." John mumbled counting his ammo.
I looked up, the sun was blinding, but reassuring that the world hadn't fully fallen apart.
John looked up from his ammo.
"Damn, a storms coming."
Sone fumbled to his feet and pointed towards a body on the ground.
"I don't wanna end up like this guy... We-we gotta go," Sone shouted. "I've heard stories about the storms out here, and I don't know about you guys but I don't feel like dying."
"He's right," John started "we've gotta find shelter soon, unless we wanna be melted to nothing."
I looked up. The sky was darkening.
"We have to hurry," I replied "we don't have much time."
I looked around at the only survivors of vault 204.
John, Sone, Jade, Mac, and George.
I frowned at the thought of us being the last of vault 204 but easily dismissed it.
I looked ahead of us, the sun beginning to set.
"So this is our life now..." I started "Ha! Seems like just a minute ago I was suckling on my bottle, not a worry in the world."
John stood up "enough chit-chat we gotta get moving."
Time might as well just froze. I thought back to everything that happened, in the past 3 hours.
First, the siren went off warning a cave-in, inside the vault. Second, everyone person in the vault went into panic mode screaming, pushing and shoving to make their way out of the vault. Me being behind everyone had to fight my way to the front. That's when the ceiling behind us started to crash. I bolted out of the vault with Sone at my heels. I thought my family was behind me...but they must've tripped or fell behind for some reason. All I know is when I dove out of the vault, they weren't there. They were crushed under the weight of all of the boulders.
I looked back for what seemed like years, at the vault that always was, but will never be again. My home.
The sky was beginning to turn gray, and the air was wet. Confirmation of only 1 thing. A storm.