Wind blew in Evelyn hairs while wreckage fell to the ground below her the mid night sky was just beginning to fade away into the golden beige coloured clouds surrounded her while the city's coronations were awoken during the destruction the ion cloud all while the cities navy fired at the wreckage and activated the shield like clock work unfortunately Evelyn didn't see death because she had passed out and found her self in wreckage of smouldering rubble bricks lay scattered from the old wind mill from the scorched zones and the old town littered with little houses and windmills all while neatly being tucked in a wall of a castle boarder and and squashed by a little church with great golden spited spires and little town hall placed in the middle once a proud little town known as queens tower it was now fiery bricks red roof tiles scattered across the floor drying wheat burning all while the smell cereal made screaming towns folk sick with fear and the smell Brick paths lay broken and cracked all while while the church's roof was torn inwards it's gaping hole making any one scream with confusion And fear the remains of a fighter jet now plunged into the roof the chairs and bibles now thrown across the room while the castle slowly began to fall apart the statues now befallen and shattered into pieces and the once white and blue tiling shattered and cracked and the golden crown Emblem carved into pure golden mixed marble now now cracked while the thrown lies. Broken and the queens statue now headless and half chopped in half the roof burning in cracking orange and browns from the dark support beams which held the mighty castle together modern architecture and technology covered the lake the metal now arching in wards to make a makeshift tunnel of broken metal and flames belching across the metal and soil all while the stones left in the mud how buried and the lakes left to dry up . Evelyn awoke her trench coat ripped and her cheek she should have been dead from such a height but she wasn't she didn't know why or how but she needed to get out of here before the guardians came and caught placed on death penalty like the rest of the responsible but she couldn't think her head pounded that cereal smell becoming stronger ( for those who don't know when wheat is burnt it makes a cereal smell it's very strong hence my use in the story I only know because I was On a trip with my family when I smelt it out of the window and my mother told us the smell which I complained about so yeah don't worry I won't over explain everything) she groaned softly while getting up grabbing a jagged end of metal her hand sliced open the blood and muscle soared with pain making her wince while she tried to gather her thoughts blood loss and pain made it nearly impossible until something in her head told her to clog the blood wound so she ripped her sleeve on her favourite shirt and gather what she remembered vodka was used to clean and sterilise the wound unfortunately the glass had shattered on impact but luckily the metal flask with her survived " yes she whispered quietly hoping to not tempt fate she undid her wrapping and poured into the wound while wincing in pain "Fuck she whispered her teeth clenched so hard she thought they would break then she grabbed a new piece of cloth and wrapped around the vodka infused wound and began to walk along the wreckage to the nearest exit until explosions went of making her run....