That was a night to remember, that night on July 7, 2013…
“YOU-!” This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening…
Even thinking it multiple times wouldn’t change a thing. It has already proven to be hopeless.
With the last of his human strength, he lifted the unconscious Johnny and piggybacked him as he begrudgingly dragged his two feet slowly climbing the unstable, and steep stairs of the isolated, dilapidated tower.
He couldn’t believe his eyes, his nose, and his senses. It was as if every tingling sensation in his body lied to him.
The skies glowed in bright red as the crackling of the fire engulfed the evening night.
The echoes of gunshots and the sirens of the police cars soon became background noise to what can only be described as living hell on earth.
