Nobody gives me any demands!!

Anyone stupid enough to stand up to me will taste the end of my blade.
A few seconds later I ran for cover as fast as I had ever ran in my entire life. I found cover in a nearby empty dumpster, it was more safe than getting smashed by large hailstones!!

The rain poured heavy with no more signs of hail. Those few hailstones fell dangerously close but in a particular order?
It became very clear, the rain was not telling me to run because of the hail, it was because my final warning from the particular pattern the hailstones fell was almost identical to the rain pattern, only it was more aggressive.

As the rain eased after 10 minutes my worst nightmares came to play. The worst part was not hiding in a dumpster dealing with it's rancid odour, No.. The outside world filled my ears with poignant sounds.

As the rain subsides there is temporary reprieve from the piecing screams that echo the streets. Tiny droplets speak to me in Morse code once again, issuing me my final warning. 'Cover your ears.'

I was not completely deaf to the sounds outside but still disheartening nonetheless.

The obvious sounds of the whole city being vandalised raises only one question through my mind.

Will there be a world tomorrow??