Nightmare in the Skies

explosions echoing like a monstrous drumbeat. The ground shook violently beneath

my feet. Smoke and fire twisted the sky into a nightmare I could never unsee. I ran,

my legs shaking, barely keeping balance as debris and dust clouded the air. I dove behind a

gun emplacement, my hands trembling, my breath shallow. Jack and Mary were beside me,

their faces pale, eyes wide with fear. Every second felt like hours. The screams,

the explosions, the fire—it all merged into one surreal, terrifying symphony.

“Jack! Mary! Are you okay?” I shouted, my voice cracking.

They nodded, barely audible. I grabbed their hands, guiding them to