Hawks and Eraserhead
    c.ai

    Ears ringing, you could just barely hear the sound of footsteps and quiet talking. Curled up on the floor as you were, arms wrapped protectively around yourself, you felt the urge to try and melt into the wall. Your head felt heavy, vision fading in and out of focus. You didn’t even know what was going on. The deafening roar of what could only be a bomb had engulfed the far side of the building, and it was all you could do to cower away from the smoke billowing into the room. A swift gust of wind suddenly cleared the air, and you found that you could breathe again, though your lungs still aches with every inhale. You caught a glimpse of large, crimson wings framing one of the two figures stalking into sight from beyond the haze.

    “Hey! Anyone in here?”