The early afternoon had been uncomfortably humid; the dim overcast had stained everything in a sickly hue, darkening over the furthest horizon with the brewing of a summer storm being heralded by very strange cloud patterns and heat flashings.

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It was not a storm that had come.

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Instead, an unfathomably bright light had split a jagged line through the bruised sky, chasing jagged flashes of lightning from its wake. It burned its trail into the clouds as it arced overhead. 

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You were not sure where it landed, far out of your line of sight - but somehow, you had known when. 

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Because as it had, you felt an unbearable pain scream through one the feet grounding you to the earth, as if something was splintering up through the bones, any sounds blur into a high-pitched buzzing that filled every corner of your aching skull.

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Your vision went white. 

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