all that remains
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the cars stopped, the skies wailed and the streets filled with screams of fear and panic, minutes pass as the skies were filled with fires and the thick smoke lines as they followed, and then.. silence.. followed by blinding flashes of light and eardrum-tearing explosions and the skies turned fiery red, leaving nothing behind but a burning smell and emptiness behind..
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