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He soon finds a sutibly high pile of rubble and starts to climb. Ocasionaly bits of rubble and decrepid building would fall from the pile or surroundings. Eventually he reaches the top of the pile. The view is broken and shattered by severed sky scrapers and islands of free way, never again to be used. In the distance there is a low rumble and another section of building falls defeted, soon folowed by the cloud of dust.

He lays back and watches the sky change from a beautiful blue to deep purple, the clouds race accross the pockmarked sky and dissapear over the edge of vission.

With the night setting in he decides to see if she is back at the shelter and climbs down.


Just some random writing.