Everything I saw
Long, white
sleeves brush the ground caked with ash. A dull, orange tinted glow from a sun
too far away reflects on broken bits of glass lying on the five lane street.
Breathing in burns like fire, and the scent of decay rots in the air. I try to
swallow the unsettling, hair raising feeling that swells inside of me, the
feeling I get knowing everyone around me is dead.
They cover
the ground like soldiers after a brutal war. Everywhere I look they stare at
the gray skies, faced down, or directly at me, but I can't stop. I have to keep
moving forward.
Buildings
crumpled to rubble, I can't tell broken bits of furniture from limbs the way everything
is covered in black and white flakes. I pick my way through cautiously and try
not to look into their lifeless eyes that seem glossed over with panic, frozen
in death.
I'm not led
by knowledge of where I'm going, but by instinct of where I need to be.
The moment
I see it I immediately know where I am. Fear and recognition stab me to my
core, making me physically double over and fall to my knees. The enormous,
shattered city I loved so dearly... I had only been gone a few years...
The Empire
State seemed to sneer defiantly in the low light, the last to stand.
"They're coming," Someone whispered to me. Someone I couldn't see.
They're warning cascaded through the raining bits of debris, though there was
no wind at all to carry it coming from any direction. Everything else was
deathly still.
"They're coming, they're coming, they're coming," Came more
urgently now.
From a
distance I could see and I cried out in pain as if I was the one crumbling
apart.
The Empire
State bowed its head for the last time and began its descent back down to Earth,
grandly rumbling as it fell. One window shattering after another as it caved in
on itself. With a final battle cry, it crashed to millions of shards and
splinters of the past.
"They're here."