SWISH!
SWOOSH!
Dust and smoke bellowed with a fierce storm.
The fire raged on, painting the sky with a crimson hue while the sun setting in the background signaling the end of the massacre.
The huge buildings and decorations that filled the place were now no more.
The entire Greymore estate was now history with nothing but a piece of barren land.
As the dust settled and the echoes of destruction faded into the distance, survivors emerged from the rubble, their bodies battered and broken, their spirits shattered by the devastation that had engulfed their world.
As the dust settled and the echoes of destruction faded into the distance, a stunned silence fell over the city.
The surviving people emerged from their hiding places, their faces pale with shock and disbelief as they surveyed the devastation that now surrounded them. Tears streamed down the faces of those who had lost everything in the blink of an eye.
