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A Storm's Wrath

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Final Fade

Some victims end up in a ditch somewhere bullet holes in their heads Others are buried six-feet-deep in neglected pastures or end up drawing a last breath in a seedy motel room They become falling stars their brief bios featured on crime shows their sad tales filling the airwaves their names forgettable histories unremarkable victims whose renown emerges only from their sudden shocking demise They become fodder for the crime junkies... curious insomniacs watching docudramas - america's nightmares playing out on millions of tv screens You can sense the sheer terror victims feel... their eyes flickering in the dark when someone's hands silence them their screams muffled by dissonant music swelling - a crescendo of shrieks and sounds building toward that awful final fade

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A Storm's Wrath

Think of it as a bad dream You're sleeping soundly on a Greyhound bus Suddenly you're awakened by cold water creeping up your shoes inching over your ankles You jump up only now it's too late The doors of the bus are locked from the outside The windows are stuck and the glass can't be shattered no matter how hard you pound The water is no longer gradual It is swift, rushing upward moving up your body past your waist up to your chest covering your neck In seconds there will be no place left to breathe just the rapid snakelike swirl of dirty water You're left submerged Your eyes sealed shut Your hands gnarled in a deathlike grip... You're hopelessly caught in the upward, surging pull of water moving out of a river onto the city streets

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