Sky-cars launched in chaotic swarms, their owners abandoning estates, wealth, and prized possessions without a backward glance—bringing only their lives in a desperate bid to escape.
On the ground, people shoved and trampled one another, driven purely by the instinct to survive. No one understood what was happening, nor did they care to stop and verify.
Wild rumors spread like wildfire through the panicked mobs: some claimed the humans' orbital barrage had destabilized the planet's core; others whispered of sabotage by internal traitors; a few even swore an ancient, dormant curse had been awakened.
At this point, however, the truth held no weight. To every soul clawing their way through the dust and rubble, this place had already turned into a living hell—and none of them had any intention of staying behind to burn.
CRASH! BOOM! BANG!
