It suddenly turned the Wasteland pitch-black, no light reached the ground through the waste clearing, the smell was still as stinky as a rotten cheese. The type of dark that transpires in a complete solar eclipse, blocking out the light, the noise, the feeling of being, leaving you in the silence of stillness, if only for a few seconds. As the blackness comes Catherine watches herself be erased, eyes open, and seeing nothing at all, the only sign of her being in the constant thump of her heart and the cold air in her lungs.
“Oh my God... Sean!... Sean... He was down the cliffs...” Catherine trailed off, watching Nathan's sudden turmoil. “Nathan, we need to help him.” She said urgently, running towards the cliffs. Her panic grows stronger than she curses herself for forgetting him, her pan
