I stared up at the opening sky, streaks of crimson stained it’s presence.
Within seconds, a blood-red blanket hovered over our heads.
New York City,
eternity.

I knew exactly what was happening, and I also was aware of my independence on this certain situation.

But what I didn’t know, was how to stop it.

The thunder roared from above us, shattering my eardrums.

Was this really the end?

I looked back,
we’ve come so far.
Humans as a general.
But now we’re crumpling,
tumbling,
falling,
plummetting down. Down to the ground.

I realized the hot tears, streaming down my icy cheeks.

People ran around franticly, screaming, like it was the end of the world.

But, that’s because it was . . .