Personal Narrative: Time Square

As I walk alone thru what seems to be a ghost town with no human’s in existance its cold and dreary out. The wind gusts behind me I’m alone searching for my family who went missing two days prior. As I wander through this town I scream out yelling for someone...anyone. Fearful I am wondering what I should do next. As I continue down the street of what I thought was Time Square in New York City I see an enourmus burst of light. Suddenly everything goes dark and I feel my body falling wondering where I am going to land. Everything’s hazy but as I start to get my vision back I notice faces all around me I seem to be in some secret room. It’s dark and hard to breathe all these strangers have looks of fear in their eyes. As they start to question me whether I was okay or not I start questioning them on what this place is an what just happened.
They were all in shock and disbelief that I had survived what seemed to be an explosion.
As my mind spins and my eyes wonder across the room searching for answers, these people who I just met began to explain everything. The place I fell into happened to be some kind of safe house which they called a ‘bomb shelter’. Then it struck me that the burst of light I saw earlier was indeed a bomb, now I was scared for my life, for my families life… Who was on this mission to kill humankind? Why were they after the United States? Was I safe? All these questions ran across my mind making me feel nauseated I needed to lay down I needed
answers. But it was to late the underground walls began to shake and the ground was crumbling before our feet, the ceiling began to fall. Everything was dusty and dark I couldn’t see anyone around me anymore. I didn’t know what to do I became light headed feeling everything colapse around me. My mind went blank, I could no longer see, my heart began to beat slowly, my breath was slowing down, and suddenly everything just stopped..