Damn brains, I thought. You just can’t trust ‘em anymore.

So I ran. I ran as fast as I could straight into the thick of it. Two hours. That’s all I had to get there and get them to safety. Oh, God, if they so much as touched my family.

The dust seemed to get thicker with every huff of my breath. Each sloshing step grew louder as my feet pounded against the vast and increasingly wet landscape of dust, rain and debris. I must’ve passed by a hundred or so familiar things on the way; A piece of what looked like the arm of a sofa, ran over the tail end of a pickup and jumped over dozens of tree limbs. My God, I thought. Just how far did the blast reach? How many were probably dead because of my mistake? One million, maybe two?

I checked my watch. One and a half hours. I could still make it.

Damn brains, I thought. You just can’t trust ‘em anymore.