War III: Awakening
Tom was lost.
The blackness killing his vision was complete now, which only escalated1the sheer panic that surged through him, competing with the intense heat that still burned. He stumbled about, waving his arms, calling for help.
Christine's screams still rocked the air, though they'd grown deeper, guttural,1filled with gurgles and raw shrieks.
"What did I do?" he thought. "What did I do to her?
And where had Chu gone? "
All around him, the sounds of destruction penetrated the darkness of his1sight, scaring him. Huge things crashed nearby; it was a wonder he hadn't been crushed yet by a falling object. He wanted to shrink to the ground and
curl into a ball until it was all over. But he couldn't. He had to run. He had1to get away. He kept stumbling forward, searching for something, someone, anything.
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