Mykel was enjoying his cigarette in the middle of a vast abandoned area near the Azazel tower. He looked at his skills and made sure he got everything he needed, but suddenly the night bright sky turned dark as the clouds started to form from his right. The chill and slow winds turned into strong and fierce winds as if it was going to have a huge storm.
It was impossible for him to smoke his cigarette anymore since the winds put out the fire on his cigarette. He flicked the cigarette as he walked to the middle where an empty space that used to be an open football field.
The thunders rumbled and lightning started to strike the tall buildings. He looked up at the dark clouds and rain started to pour on the dry grasses under his feet.
