you guess what it is

The waters are rising

the winds picking up

the thunder rolls

a boat is pull and tugged on by the graby waves

heading toward rocks; and a painful yet silent death

the singing of the most beautiful women on earth

earth as they know it is dead and gone

nothing matters but the singing

CRASH

the water lowers down

the winds calm down

the thunder faids away

the boat is no where to be seen

the rocks are covered in wood, glass, and blood

the singing is no where to be heard

but the sound of something hitting the water

the water turns from a greeny color to a redish color

a fish tail is seen disapearing in the waters of death and dispare