Turmoil
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Last published Thu, Sep 10, 2015
Emerson. She awakens from unconsciousness, not knowing what happened, where she was, or who these two guys with guns were. Two guys pointing guns straight at her. She was terrified. Looking around her surroundings she noticed things changed. There was no more people. Everything was demolished. Peices of tarnished buildings scattered everywhere. Then she noticed there was people. Dead people, laying on the ground twenty feet apart. Nothing gruesome but enough to let her heart sink and drown with her memmory.
"What happened?"
She doesn't remember any of it. She doesn't remember the buildings falling, the people dying, or why she was laying on the ground with dirt all over her. She also doesn't know why these two guys are now looking at her with uncertainty. Then one scowls. She widens her eyes as one gun is aimed straight at her. She is oblivious to why everything changed, why this guy aims a gun at her for no reason. And why she doesn't remember anything.
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