The air got thicker. The sky became dark. No one could see anything. Children cried, Adults panicked. Within moments everything that everyone knew was gone. The roads in cities, the homes of suburban living, it was all gone. No one knew what to do, it was too late. Everything everyone knew was gone in a second. Everyone who was caught was changed, but those who survived were lost in Metro City, under ground. I've lost this battle, or I'm losing it right now. I woke up in the wrong place. I couldn't breathe. I needed air. So I surfaced. *** "You're different. You ain't one of 'em are ya?" Mileena asked; her once long silverly hair now cut short and choppy, her face no longer the sweet wrinkly prune it was when she came by to bring extra food for my siblings and myself after out parents passed. "No! We'll...I shouldn't be since I'm down here." I answered, tugging down the long and browned sleeves of the shirt I woke up in. I'm not where I'm supposed to be. I need to leave.