The Second Coming

It was a fairly calm Wednesday in Manhattan. The sky was in overcast and sunlight escaped through tiny holes when the clouds moved. Other than that the weather was nice. Warm temperatures with no precipitation. Central Park wasn't too crowded with people due to the hour still being mid-day.

The clouds slowly started to open up in a perfect circle above the center of Central Park. The light of the sun making a beam of bright light on the grass. In almost that same instant, a ball of bright yellow flames came rushing down towards the earth in the center of the light. It was the size of a small car, and it showed no sign of slowing down or burning out.