Was John-Tom dead?
I watched the raging flames burn the factory. I felt the heat on my face despite the distance. Sheldon had an exhausted look as he clasped my hand, we walked together in the dark. Cindy slowed down now and then for us to keep up. Her face not revealing whatever turmoil she felt inside. The city, the city is on fire, my thoughts echoed inside. I could hear crackling noises coming from all directions like fireworks lighting up the sky.
Gunfire.
I felt his squeeze on my hand pressed deeply as we ran through the streets. Transferring the little hope he held in his heart. I looked back behind me one more time as Cindy pressed ahead. My hair flying wildly in the wind as we ran altogether seeking refuge, from the storm that was following us closely behind. The loud noises cr
