I blinked the dust from my eyes and tried to sit up. Pain shot through my back, and I stopped, gasping for breath. My ears felt like they were filled with cotton, and a constant ringing pulsed through my head. I wanted to call out to see if everyone was okay, but my voice wouldn't work.
Slowly, the ringing in my ears began to subside. I could hear alarms going off, sirens in the distance, and the moans of a few people.
"Sarah?"
My heart skipped a beat. John's voice sounded the same as from when I had first met him, accent and all.
I turned my head gently to the side to see John crawling toward me. When he came to rest beside me, he took hold of my hand. "Are you okay?" There was a strange almost detached quality to his voice- the kind that only came from shock and a
