Blood. Blood is everywhere from underneath the rocks, splattered on people and the surrounding walls. The building collapsed, squishing the soft frail bodies of the people inside and outside the building, leaving others running in a panic. Then the middle of the road is engulfed by a sinkhole, people and cars smashed together as busted pipes spew water, filling it up. Gunshots ring out. “1, 2, and … 3,” the voice calmly states, “I have started this beautiful chaos.” The camera zooms in on a little boy, he is lost, crying for his older brother. A bullet rips through his arm, as he falls, another bullet tears a hole through his heart. The camera pans around to show the devastation, the panic of the gory onslaught has wrought. “More cities will
