You lose consciousness for a time—and when that consciousness returns, you are falling. The sensation lasts only a moment; you fall about ten feet and land awkwardly on a pile of rubble.
You pick yourself up, wincing. You've managed to sprain both an elbow and an ankle. You stand, wobbly. You should be able to get around more or less okay, but you won't be winning any races anytime soon.
You look about you. You are standing in the center of a wide street. The rubble all around you comes from the shattered buildings on either side of you. Some of those buildings are missing roofs or upper floors. Others have been blasted down to their foundations.
One large, mostly intact piece of debris blocks the road before you: a vast white disc that curves upward at its center. You have a nagging feeling you've seen it somewhere before.
And then you recognize it. It's the top of Seattle's Space Needle.
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