filibolt

Runaways File 1: Sky (pt 1) Darkness. That’s the first thing I remember from that day. Darkness. A loud, ringing noise piercing my ears. A hideous smell of smoke. Then, my sight began to return. Blurry, unfocused, all I could see was rubbles. There wasn’t a single part of my body that wasn’t hurting. Still, with great effort, I remembered getting up, despite every fiber of my being screaming in pain. My legs shook, my arms were heavy and my breathing was harsh. My mind slowly picked back the pieces. I was… about to eat dinner… with my family… My eyes widened. “...Mom? Dad? Claudia?” my voice comes out quaky, uncertain. Smothered by all the dust I must’ve inhaled. I wobble my way out of the crumbling remains of my home, barely dodging the rubbles falling on my head. Then, a louder crack amongst all of the noises. My head moved up almost by instinct, catching a glimpse of the first floor of my home about to collapse on me. I’ve never been a pretty skilled gymnast, yet I leaped