DOZ Issue 33 July 2018 - Page 6

It Doesn’t Make Sense! L LaNaye Perkins isa moaned and slowly opened her eyes. Her head was throbbing with sharp stabbing pain on the right side. As her vision began to focus, she wondered where she was. Nothing looked familiar to her, everything was rubble, and the air was thick with dust. Fear made the hair on the back of her neck stand up as she broke out in a cold sweat. Lifting her hand to brush back her hair, she felt a warm sticky fluid on the side of her head. She knew it was blood as she could « 6 DOZ Magazine July 2018 already smell its coppery scent. It took great effort to push herself up and slowly stand. She had to lean back against a brick building in order to gain her balance. Its texture was rough, yet somehow comforting with its solid presence. She felt dizzy, and walking was difficult as she tried to make her way down the remnants of a sidewalk. She was overwhelmed by the scene that surrounded her. People were scattered all around, some moaning and slowly coming around; others would never wake again. Security alarms were ringing, and sirens were blaring. Firemen and