Life on the Run: San Tierro

[baabaaloo 0]

this is not loosly based on war of the worlds.... but who says thats not good!

[gurrgkud 2]

wow OUTSTANDING update! the effects are amazing!!

 

Welcome to Page 2!!

[Deathtoall 28]

Nice work with special effects, it is as good as the storyline and vice versa!I like how well it looks when one bayview place fell, that was a great feat in its self!

 

[mteach2000 13]

Go baby go! Great job, can't wait for more

[Peng74 1]

Impressive start, and great story telling. Nice use of effects in the pics.

[justanothersim86 83]

            Chapter 5

               Bently

http://img388.imageshack.us/img388/9200/bebenttty8vf.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

    It was in the evening when we arrived in the town of Bently. We came in via Route 9, which was the least hilly route to take to Bently. I was relieved to find the town intact and unaffected. Everyone was going about their business, many out enjoying a cool summer evening with friends and family. We went through the northern suburbs before reaching the downtown core.

    The city is very similar to Bayview, just a bit smaller in population (not anymore since the massacre.). The waterfront was famous in this region, with bar's, cafe's, trendy stores, boardwalks and a small harbour. I had fond memories of coming here with my wife and family for summer trips. The smell of french fries, the cool breeze that came of the bay and the sounds of people out having a good time.

    It was not very busy when we rode by the open courts. The tables sat without any patrons, the chairs empty of any hungry customers. There were a few, but they were elderly folks. The stores were pretty busy, however. Many people were inside buying goods you wouldn't normally find in cities of this size. Even Bayview was lacking in these specialty items, even though we're nearly twice the size of Bently.

 

http://img388.imageshack.us/img388/3261/bevem2may6bw.jpg align=baseline>

http://img366.imageshack.us/img366/1568/benevem1ay7yj.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

    We stopped at the boardwalk to take a break and decide what we should do before they come. By now the sky was a dark blue, the lights in hotels, office buildings flickered on and the first stars started to appear in the night sky. We began to plot our route of escape. Me and the man bickered for a half hour before coming to a conclusion.

    We shall take the next train out of Bently to the next city, its the quickest way and the most logical. On foot, we'll get exhausted and starved, perfect prey for the machines. We thought of taking a car, but we were extremely tired and in no condition to drive. The train was the best option.

  

http://img373.imageshack.us/img373/6516/besmsimay7vr.jpg align=baseline> 

http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/589/bentlsdfs3qh.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

    Me and the man grabbed a meal at the Jitters Cafe. Thankfully we both still had our wallets with us, so could afford a meal whenever we needed one. Afterwards we went to a grocery store and bought a ton of water (as much as we could carry on foot, if we had too.) as well as non-perishable foods. We bought a rolling and carry-on lugage case and put everything in there before heading to the Bently Central Station. We were amazed the stores were still open this late, but this is Bently. The tourist town.

    We passed under the 120 Highway before reaching the train station. It was located in an industrial part of Bently. The man pointed out how gritty the area was. The buildings were high tech industry, but many of them were dirty, abandoned and delapitated. Almost no traffic was going down the avenue, and no pedestrians at all. I guess they put the highway there to kept the tourists out, eh?, muttered the man. I nodded with agreement. I myself, have never seen this area before even though I've been to Bently dozens of times.

 

http://img388.imageshack.us/img388/7906/bentlymay8pp.jpg align=baseline>

   

http://img388.imageshack.us/img388/8949/bentltrainstawmay9rt.jpg align=baseline>

   

    We went to see when the next train would come in. I shuttered when I read the screen:

745 arriving from Bayview..........N/A I stared at it for a minute before coming to the horrible realization that the particular train was the one that was destroyed behind my home. The thoughts of the passengers screams when the heat ray struck filled my head, I forced them out because they were unbarable. Other thoughts of my wife, the doomed peeple in Bayview and possibly Bently, as well as friends came to bare. Dan, I had completely forgot about him. He was surely dead from the heat ray as was everyone else on my street. Or was he? Maybe he escaped, or something.

    I gave up all hope of his survival and bought tickets for the 6:25am from Hanover which was departing to Newmarket. We assumed that Hanover was unaffected. The monster must of headed south, across the bay, to the towns over there. But we knew it was only a matter of time before another one falls from the sky, or the ones already here thrust themselves on Bently. We layed on the benches in the station in the cold, lonely night, waiting. Waiting for either the monster to come or the 6:25 train. Hopefully the train.

 

 

 

 

[Nardo69 51]

Great story ... But I guess it won't be the train that is going to come next ...

BTW: Nice town but you should consider the BRF TunnelAndSlopeMod to get more realistic slopes, especially the avenues have the EA-typical way too steep slope.

Nardo

[Deathtoall 28]

nice work! Though a slope change would be recommended for that avenue t junction, even the monsters would have trouble ggetting down it without falling over!

[justanothersim86 83]

            Chapter 6

   Escape to Newmarket

 

 

    http://img336.imageshack.us/img336/8505/bentltrainstawmay0no.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

    It was six in the morning when we woke up. The sky was still dark, but to the east, over the towering hills, the sky was a shade of blue-ish purple. I bushed off a crumpled leaf from my shirt and stretched my arms. The station was still lite up on the platform. I glanced over at the clock on to my side. The time was 6:07, our train would not arrive for another eighteen minutes or so. For a brief moment I wondered what I was doing here. Then I remebered what had happened in the last 24 hours.

    There were people now on the platform. Some were just drinking their coffee and looking down at their watches every now and again. Others were refugees like myself. You could tell by their grim expressions and dirty clothes. It was somewhat funny to see the look on the peoples faces when they noticed the refugees. They would shake their heads and just take another sip of their double-double. I just layed down again, to gather some more energy.

    It was 6:21 when a loud rumble could be felt through the station. I thought of it to be the train, but when I looked down the tracks, there was nothing but a paper flying around in the wind. I would be more worried if i wasn't so tired and sleepy. Suddenly a blue light came from the hills to the east. It was flickering different colours like the northern lights, only we were to far south to see them ever. This got the attention of everyone on the platform, including the survivors.

    Then a large shape moved up from the hills. Its search light came upon us, then the light moved around the neighbourhood. The people in the train station didn't move an inch. One woman dropped her coffee onto the concrete with a splatter of black. A gust of wind came through the station, blowing more papers and leafs around in swirls. The light was still moving around the neighbourhoods on the hillside, as if the monster was surveying the area.

    The heat ray suddenly came upon the homes on the hill. Most of the poor souls were still asleep, some had just got up, judging by the windows that had lit up. Those houses were then destroyed in a bright green flame, followed by a large explosion. The heat ray went to and fro across the hill, everything in its path was incinerated.

    The train arrived at the station just afterwards with a screeching of the brakes. Everyone on the platform rushed the doors. Me and my companion were one the first ones on, but we were trampled by the inflow of people. My head was pushed into a chair and my arm hit a arm rest with the crack of a bone. I found an empty chair nearby and quickly grabbed it. When everyone got on, the doors closed and the train took off from the station just a mere seconds later. It pushed forward when an explosion appeared across the street from an abandoned factory. The heat ray was now coming upon the area, with bright green flashes and an orange glow.

 

http://img314.imageshack.us/img314/6082/bentlyendfjun1fi.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

    The train was turning the corner when the heat ray struck right beside us. The train lurched to the left suddenly, knocking me over in my chair onto the seat beside me. The lights in the train went out, thrusting us into darkness except for the orange glow that came through the windows as well as green flashes. We waited in terror for when the heat ray would reach the train. You couldn't see where the heat ray was, making the experience even more frightening.

 

http://img121.imageshack.us/img121/6228/bentlyjtran45un4og.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

    It was hard to tell, but a passenger on the other side of the train from me yelled out that the station was hit. Many on that side tried to peak out the window to take a look. Then the train vibrated violently, the windows on my side of the train exploded in a blast of heat. I screamed as I thought the heat ray had struck me. The building beside the tracks had exploded nearby, sending debris against the side of the train which broke some of the windows. The heat was unbarable and I thought that soon I would be dead.

 

http://img312.imageshack.us/img312/4984/bentltrabexyjun0zk.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

    It seemed that the whole world was on fire as the train kept on speeding down the tracks. Outside the train, orange and black smoke hung in the air while explosions continued around us. I was amazed that the machine hadn't got the train yet, we were stuck on a track with only one way to go, surely it would hit the long train? My question was answered when the train jolted nearly off the track. The blast of fire flew through our compartment followed by a loud rumble. My hair was cinged and my eyebrows nearly burned off, screams filled the car and more windows burst out. A piece of luggage was thrown down the length of the car, hitting the wall with a burst of paper. Fortunately, we survived the explosion, but the car behind us wasn't so lucky.

    One man glanced back in the direction that the explosion came from. The door was gone, as well as the car behind us. The last passenger car on the train was nowhere to be seen, it was just empty sky behind us. The heat ray must have hit the train, and taken out the passengers who were behind us. I shoke with fear of another impact on our car as I kept staring at the void nearby.

    After a minute or two the glow was gone. No more explosions were rocking the train, however you could hear them off in the distance. When I gathered myself and walked over to the side of the train, I looked out to see the city burning on the horizon. We were going into the steep hills that rise on the coast of the bay. Before we passed the corner of a hill, I took one last look at Bently. The sight of a orange glow on both the east horizon and the west horizon was something you don't see everyday.

    The sun was the only thing I trusted now, It always rises in the east and sets in the west. I then sat down and looked out my window that was facing east now, looked out to the rising sun that made the east horizon glow orange as well.

 

 

http://img340.imageshack.us/img340/2292/bentlsboat7ql.jpg align=baseline>

 

The destruction of a historic boat in the burning of Bently.

 

 

[Rabbit903 1]

Your CJ has won a rightful place in my favorites menu!

[justanothersim86 83]

Okay, I think I'm ready to revive my cj from the depths of page 5. I was just going to let it rot do to lack of interest but I'm going to continue it anyways.

I may post an update soon, just got to get more photos and extend the region.

 

Sorry for the looooooooooooong period of no updates.

 

[ginchael 1]

Dude, what do you mean lack of interest? I have you in my signature!

I'm sure there are a lot of lurkers out there who just don't comment that often. I'm glad you decided to keep it up. I was wondering what happened...

[noname1029 0]

im one of the lurkers!  now u know u have my support

[The Sim Mayor 1]

Population of CJ's in signature: 4.. Now! This one is very interesting and unique. It is going to be put in my signature. Please update soon!

[Nardo69 51]

My poor heart is beatıng like crazy, I am just about to fall from that clıff and still no update???????

UPDATE!!! UPDATE!!! UPDATE!!!

Nardo

[justanothersim86 83]

Sorry for the long wait guys, my computer wasn't working quite right.

             Chapter 7

          What was of 

           Newmarket

 

    Are train spent the next hour or two chugging through the many hills and mountains that lined the bay. The sun was now in plain sight and Bently had long since dissappeared behind the rising hills. Many passengers on the train were still awake, staring out the window. Most were still full of terror and emotions that I couldn't describe without filling this paragraph. They kept looking, looking at the passing trees and cliffs, wondering what was next? When will the other shoe drop?. I, too, thought that my end was right around the corner, in the upcoming plains and towns that lay ahead on my journey.

    I looked out the window as the train turned around the bend that would take it 20 or so kilometres to the town of Newmarket. My knowledge of the town was weak since I have only been through there once. All I could remember was that there was a park with a tall tower in the center.

   

    The train stopped at the station just minutes later. I noticed that we were still out in the country, the rising hills of the Manlaya Mountains to the West/left of the train. Out my window, to the east, was the valley and plains of Cook County. Newmarket was off in the valley, with thick black clouds rising in numerous spots.

    The machine had already landed near the town and brought its feary upon them last night. Now the horrible regonition that the monsters were now all over the country fell down my spine. They must have done a full ambush last night, with Bently as one of the casulties. I was thankful that the monster had left before we reached the station, and left the area around the train terminal untouched.

   

http://img387.imageshack.us/img387/4901/newmarkettrain013mh.jpg align=baseline>

 

    We got rushed off the train and onto the platform once the train came to a halt. Some had jumped out the doors even before the train stopped. It was hot and crowded when I pushed through towards the doors. A rather heavy woman was waddling down the corridor, slowing us behind her. On the way I took a glance out of a window to my left, and saw large, enormous groups of people gathered on the platform. Many were staring down at their feet with emotionless expressions and other justed looked straight at the train with cold eyes. I kept walking down through the corridor, but the endless sea of faces went by in the windows like a horror film. I shuddered and tried to ignore them.

    Eventually I managed to step of the train and walked through a large opening in the crowd where the rest of us walked through to get to the doors which lay ahead. Again, the souless faces kept on staring at us as we walked through. They didn't move, no noise could be heard from the crowd, just a massive group of black eyes staring into darkness. I hurried along to get to the doors, which seemed like a mile away. I was nearly running by the time I puled on the handle to enter the station.

 

    I was now a part of a large flow of people heading down the road which lead to the city below. I couldn't contemplate the site as I stopped and looked down the slopping road onto the massive exudus of people heading towards the ruined city. They walked like zombies in a slow, emotionless motion as they headed pass the farm fields and forests into a cloudy, misty fog that was filling the air. It felt like a nuclear warhead had gone off as I pierced through the light fog and saw the fires burning on the roofs of houses in the distance.

 

http://img397.imageshack.us/img397/6813/newmarketepi1wp.jpg align=baseline>

 

    I, too, was looking gloomly ahead towards the town with my hands un my coat pocket. I had put my hood on to protect my face from the cold mist that hung around me. By now, the sun was up but barely visible through the morning fog. I soon reached the sign that read: City of Newmarket. Pop: 6780. Est: 1905. and made my way into town.

    What I saw as I headed through the streets was old homes still standing, but looked abandoned and occasionally a roof was missing or a wall that had collapsed onto another home. Desperate people ransacking and looting the houses, searching for any food or water. Some were scurrying out with boxes of clothes and food. Bodies were lining the curbs of the sidewalk occasionally and cars were left with their hoods wide open. The smell was horrible with the stench of death and smoke. One block down the road a whole row of homes was destroyed, a car was perched up in a burnt tree. A body lay on the remains of a roof and another still sitting in their car.

    Clothes, probably from the heat ray, were scattered everywhere. Pretty much everyone in this quiet neighbourhood was killed in their sleep. Many had attempted to escape, but were mostly unsuccessful. Soon I was passing the park where the tower that I had remembered was still, amazingly, standing. Why didn't they destroy it, I thought.

    Fire was burning through the windows of a nearby group of shops and houses. The crowds of people were scattered around, some I could see walking in the same direction as me one block away.

 

http://img372.imageshack.us/img372/2027/newmarketfire0kv.jpg align=baseline>

 

    What was strange was that this neighbourhood was otherwise intact. With the exception of the buring homes to my left, everything else was only minorly damaged. A few blocks west of me was just pre rubbles and debris. The destruction was extremely speradic in the city, but the death toll was astounding for sure.

    As I made my way to the bridge that crossed the Themes River, I looked beack towards the town for one last time and wondered about my friends and family who I hadn't communicated with since the massacre. A tear trickled down from my left eye as It came apparent to me that they may be gone, all gone. Loneliness and helplessness dominated my thoughts as I pulled forward to wherever this long, grey road will take me. I continued into the curtain of fog that wrapped around me with a stone cold grip.

 

http://img367.imageshack.us/img367/2792/newmarketbrigev7pp.jpg align=baseline>

 

The town before....

 

http://img367.imageshack.us/img367/6633/newmarkettrh6ti.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

The town during the assault.......

 

http://img380.imageshack.us/img380/5002/newmarketdestru1v2yd.jpg align=baseline>

[Rabbit903 1]

Well, I can safely say, WOOOOAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

[Nardo69 51]

oooookay,
but now that I climbed this cliff you let me hang on another onme (please not too long, I am not that young anymore!)

Anyway: great update!

and my 555 post ...


Nardo

[Deathtoall 28]

Wow nice effects and intersting to see the aftermath for once, You got some great cliffhangers! Keep it up!

[Cjah 15]

Not bad.The story and the pictures are excellent....

I can't wait for the next update!

[noname1029 0]

yay new update! love the story!

[justanothersim86 83]

Mini Update:

A full update will come soon, just have to add any neccessary effects.

 

This is a map of San Tierro and the region so far. Sorry for the city on the right being cut off.

Also, as you can tell, the path goes pass Newmarket to Cornica Cove. (wink, wink),

and I apologize for the blurry quality, stupid jpegs!

 

http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/8904/maptireo4my.jpg align=baseline>

[Superchan 23]

look good.

[justanothersim86 83]

            Chapter 8

      Late Day Sunday

 

   Thankfully I was picked up by a passing motorist about 2 km south of Newmarket. The couple, driving a grey, box shaped van were driving southbound and pulled up to my left. At first, I didn't know what was happening, but they explained that the only way to travel was south towards the city of Cornica Cove. The north and west routes were impassible and cut off. Going east was another option, but the young couple insisted on going south. I had no choice but to agree, otherwise I would risk dehydration and starvation on my own.

    I was seated in the middle row of the van, behind the driver. It was a rather unkempt interior, dusty and dirty, no air conditioning either. I was just thankul that I managed to get a ride to the next city, especially when a heavy rainfall rolled in about half way there.

    Where ya from?, asked the driver, glancing back at me over his shoulder. Bayview. I'm from, um, Bayview. I replied, nibbling on a cheese nip from the box sitting on the floor of  the van. You've certainly gone a long way. Must be tired as hell...., he stated, muttering towards the end. He then continued after making a tricky move on the freeway; Me and Samantha are from Camdon. We left after the news spread of the invasion, but we didn't know where to go, what to do. He shook his head in frustration before lingering on. So we decided that we should go to Cornica Cove. Which is where I used to live before I met Samantha. He smiled at his blonde haired wife in the passenger seat before turning his attention back to the highway.

    I smiled, then layed down against the window with a plad blanket covering my cold body. It would be another hour before we arrived in Cornica Cove.

 

http://img385.imageshack.us/img385/4792/aquticacpicbub4av.jpg align=baseline>

   

    We arrived in Cornica Cove through the Northern Section of the city. Technically, there are two seperate cites: Gatwick Hill, which is high in the hills on the west coast of James Bay, and Cornica Cove, a touristy town in the valley on the west and south coasts. The city has two seperate sklines for each city and a park that seperates the them from each other. We came in through Gatwick Hill.

    I was startled by the poverty that lined the main drag and surrounding areas. The CBD was an abandoned, older stlye skyscraper and two tall apartment complexes. In the center of the three towers is a delapitated baseball field, which is rarely used and filled with weeds and trash. Brick walkups and smaller projects are scattered around the city. To the right of us was a group of vancant lots with a single walkup standing in the corner. I had never seen a worse neighbourhood in my life, even when I travelled to the big city, which was notorious for crime.

   

http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/4395/aquticabaderefeb9fk.jpg align=baseline>

 

    The van took a local street off the avenue and into the single family units that lined the shore. It wasn't as bad as the other areas, but it could use a good scrubbing. They pulled into the drivway of there house that had a great view of the bay out the frint window. I jumped out the door with the empty box of cheese nips clutched in my hand and the blanket over my shoulder. The house was actually kind of cute, not bad at all. The interior was normal looking, the front room was very clean and the kitchen was nicely decorated.

    I turned to them and asked how long could I stay. The replied: For as long as you want. It then occured to me that the odds were that I will have to leave, surely the machines will be here any day, or hour. My expression went from content to anxious. I was stressed out to the max from the pressures of my continueing journey, which seemed utterly hopeless.

    You'll be fine, the millitary will take care of em, eh! he chuckled, going towards the bathroom nearby. But before he reached the door knob, a flaming car flew out of the sky and crashed suddenly onto the front lawn, scrapping the van. I turned to Smantha..................

 

http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/6349/aquticacovefib4up.jpg align=baseline>

 

http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/7538/aquticacrailoeb6wp.jpg align=baseline>     

 

 

   

   

   

[noname1029 0]

gasp!  hope they are k....

[justanothersim86 83]

            Chapter 9

   The Great Evacuation

 

http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/2797/aquticadontfeb29uk.jpg align=baseline>

 

    It had been nearly 10 minutes after the flaming car had fallen upon the front lawn. I was standing outside with my hands on my head, contemplating where the car had come from. Neighbours were peering out through their doors and windows, curious to what the hell this flaming hunk of machinery was. A car screeched to a halt just metres from the flames.

    What happened here? Meteor? the driver yelled out through his window. I gave him a blank look. Well? he asked impatiently.

    Vehicle. A car, or something, flew onto our lawn. I replied, which gave the driver a confused exspression.

    You kidn' right? he chuckled, starring at the burning wreckage. No way, in the name of god, did a CAR come from the sky! Haha, Good one! he continued, before squatting back down into the sedan with trouble (he was rather obese) before driving off to the end of the road.

    I sat down on the steps and looked around the neighbourhood, a bright orange, polluted sky was overhead as the sun was setting in the western sky. A young boy on his bike came flying through, without any care, to the smoking heap in front of him. He went around it and peddled quickly to whatever destination he was headed to.

    The man came out through the front door behind me and stood by my back, looking at the sky. Plane maybe. he blurted out. I let out a confused mumble before he answered me; A plane, you know. Maybe a plane exploded overhead.

    Where's the rest of the debris? I snorted with a light giggle.

    He let out a sigh and turned around to go inside, I just adjusted myself to get rid of the numbness in my leg. We both jumped when a blarring noise filled our ears. He yelled out a profanity without thinking, as did I and the rest of the neighbourhood.

    I took me a second or two before it occured to me that this was the towns siren blarring from an old, rusty speaker peerched up high on a telephone pole nearby. Soon, the siren stopped and a woman's voice came through the speaker; We are ordering an immediate evacuation of Cornica County. All residents are ordered to take any means neccessary to leave the city and region. We believe that a machine is travelling towards the immediate area in the next 30 minutes from the north. Both lanes of the freeway are southbond and same goes for major arteries. Evacuation will commence now!

 

http://img368.imageshack.us/img368/1826/aquticacovefib225dt.jpg align=baseline>

 

    Within seconds, the city went into chaos. Me and the couple jumped into the parked van and started the ignition. People were running down the street, cars swerved in and out of the hordes of panicky families. We took off in the direction of the freeway, highway 105.

    Where are we going? I asked him.

    I don't know! he managed, shaking.

    But we need to know!         

    I'm trying to drive!

    Well!

    JUST BE QUIET! he yelled, sweating.

    I sat back, knowing that I should just shut up. The car became silent, the moment of pondering became. I looked out at the people stocking their cars and trucks with goods, wondering why we didn't get a warning in Bayview or Bently. The orange sky made it feel like a nuclear war, a haunting recolation of what will come. The car banked round onto the freeway where in just mere seconds, we got gridlocked.

    Horns blaring, people yelling for help, and the slow exodus of the mass of cars and people down the long sunken freeway in a desprate attempt to escape the unknown. All fears stem from the unkown, the boogeyman, aliens, ghosts, and such. Now we were facing it, something we believed would never happen. We had fears, but we were never truly afraid because we knew it would never happen, they were irrational fears. This was diiferent, there was something to fear, and that was the beast know as the machine.

    We a gone only 1/4 of a mile at a crawl in the endless mass of vehicles. Okay, we're getting out!, the driver commanded with an opening of his door. I jumped out just as quick and we forcefully made our way in and out of the cars, trucks, vans, bikes and RV's that crowded the highway. People on skateboards skidded by us and I looked back at the parked van. More people were getting out of their vehicles and walking towards the overpass which, as I could see, was clogged with cars and people peering over the guardrail down onto us. Marvelling at the massive collection of cars and people all travelling in the same direction, an amazing sight to see in the evening glow.

    Then the group of pedestrians parted on the overpass, just as the heat ray raced down the median of the freeway. I ducked as a large explosion blasted devris into the line of cars nearby. Some people were caught in the explosion, one unlucky soul was thrown into the side of a bus and killed instantly. I pushed through, protected from the fire by large transport trucks lined to my left.

    Then explosion after explosion ripped through the cars behind and in front of me. I breathed heavily as I ducked, ran, stopped and jumped in an attempt to escape the heat ray. People were blowing up around me, a gas truck burst into a fireball, a car flew on top of another which was occupied by a family. Debris hit me and my hair was cinged b the blast of flame, a transport truckls cargo spilled out of a hole in the side of the truck and onto the road. I tried to get past the overpass, which would collapse at any second.

    I ran, with my hands on my head, under the overpass which was still filled with people and cars. Every second felt like an eternity as I went under its imposing shadow. I fortunately made it just in time.

  

http://img335.imageshack.us/img335/1747/aquticacovefeb5oe.jpg align=baseline>

 

    The heat ray struck the bridge with a bright flash of green followed by a thundering roar. The bridge collapsed and cars and people went with it. Some were launched high in the air, and rained down on the vehicles behind me with bone shattering thuds. As I fleed towards the valley, I managed to take a look at the neighbourhoods behind the collapsed bridge.

    Flames licked from the roofs of houses and smoke rose hundreds of feet into the air overhead. A car actually flew through the rail and fell onto the freeway, landing on taxi which was crushed with a loud blaring of the horn. The sirens were still sounding which added to the fear and terror of the hell I was now in.

 

http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/1686/aquticacovecoffase6bu.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/2020/aquticacfghb4ae.jpg align=baseline>

 

http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/5453/aquticacovhorb6ap.jpg align=baseline>

 

    Black smoke was making it difficult to see, only the glow of the fires made it easier to find my way southward. Clothes were falling from the sky like a snowfall onto the highway, more screams came from the other lanes as the heat ray raced across them. I soon reached the hill which would take me into the large valley.

   

    I flew down the hill where I could see the skyline and city lay out in front of me. The smoke had cleared and the chaos was now well behind me. I was one of only a couple dozen people to make it out alive, and the couple was nowhere to be seen.

    The Maplecreek mall was ahead of us, the flashing lights of emegency vehicles could be seen in the vally and far away on the hills to the east, you could see cars slowly making their way out of Cornica Cove. Lucky a--holes., I muttered as I walked towards the downtown core. I would take me 15 more minutes to reach it.

 

    http://img393.imageshack.us/img393/2797/aquticacogoboo8yd.jpg align=baseline>

 

 

   

   

[Pooty 228]

Very awesome ambience! Great stuff!

[toxicpiano 125]

wow this is crazyness! (good crazynes, just to clarify).

[Nardo69 51]

*biting on the remains of my fingernails*

so???

that' it???

aaaargh!!!!

MORE!!!!!!!


Great job! Keep on with this story!!

Nardo

[TheCrybKeeper 301]

Yeah Nardo69! My nails are goners now! I just read this for the first time too!

JustAnotherSim86: =JAS=JASz. Destruction can be fun as well and I am really enjoying your photo work! After all; cities are filled with everyday mishaps. Wonderful work here! Great story too, JASz!