(Will and I stare in awe at the giant black mushroom cloud billowing up in the distance as we stare out our window towards the horizon.)
Will: What the hell is that!?
Me: Holy shit, that looks like an explosion!
(We stare at it in silence for a little longer, completely taken back by its sheer visual power)
Will: Dude, we've gotta get out of here...
Me: I know. What do we do though?
Will: Let's just get in the car and drive, fast.
Me: Alright, let's head towards the north, no one would bother blowing up wine country...
(We grab our laptops and some other important things and head out running for the car in the parking lot.)
(A black, tinted out Suburban screeches up onto the curb in front of us as we're running down the sidewalk. Two men jump out with rifles and black face masks and one of them hits Will over the head with the butt of his gun. That's the last thing I remember before blacking out.)
To be continued...
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