... the streets. Lightning fills the sky, lighting it up like a child's face on Christmas morning, striking phone and electrical lines, cutting power to thousands. Streets are not lit by street lights, but by the flashes of lightning. The earth's floor shakes from the powerful blasts of thunder. I can feel my chest ... cold silence of the night fills the air. My feet are covered in thick slushy mud. My shoes feel as if they are made of stone. The farther I walk up the darker the sky seems. The trees are filled with hundreds of bright yellow eyes watching my every move. Continuing up the roa...

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