Steam still coming out it as it floated by.
Cars careened madly as they and thier occupants hurtled by to crash into buildings below.
Mud flowed like lava carrying the debris of my neighbors homes and the unnumbered boulders which sealed their destruction.
A pickup truck lay impaled in some ones living room.
Everywhere the smell of ash and burned wood overlayed with the reek of a gas line break. And everywhere the dankness of mud.
Then I saw that the debris in a tree, up the street,was not debris.
I knew that person.
I saw a water heater today.
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