Thunder

The idea for this story was sparked by 9/11. My Creative Writing teacher had given us a prompt that day and while I was thinking of what to write, this came to mind. Hope you enjoy (and if you haven't noticed yet, I'm typically a dark writer, even though I am actually a very happy person!)!

Now for the Main Event...
It was almost as if it were night outside. But it wasn’t. Dark rain clouds shrouded all of Manhattan and people everywhere were rushing to get home before the onslaught of rain. Pigeons and sparrows were flying across the sky, looking for a secure tree or safe alleyway to hide out in until the storm was over. The already congested city streets were even more crowded with taxis filled with workers that normally walk home. I walk away from my window over to my couch to enjoy whatever television I have until the storm knocks out all of the power. The first boom of thunder shakes my apartment.

After about ten minutes of channel surfing, all I find is the news. But because I only have a short amount of time of power left and I would like to enjoy it with reality shows and none are on, I turn the television off. I get off of my couch and walk into the kitchen to get the candles I had bought earlier today. As I am wrestling with the five candles that are currently in my hands and arms, I hear another roar of thunder, feel the shockwave of it in my apartment, and, even though it is merely lightning, there is screaming outside.

I place the candles on my coffee table and walk over to the window to peer down onto the city streets. It is total bedlam. Cars are completely stopped and people are rushing out of them, running as if there lives depended on it. Others on the sidewalk had their cell phones pointed at the sky, taking videos and pictures. Another boom shakes the world around me. More screams of terror. I rush back to my television and somehow put the news on as I fumble with the remote.

“…currently attacking Manhattan and on their way to Washington D.C., China and allies Russia and North Korea are brutally attacking every major U.S. city on their way to our capital.” Before I hear anymore, I turn the television off. Another boom travels throughout the city. Only this time, an intense ringing envelopes my ears and everything goes dark.