They walked back to the city, the closer they got the more debris they saw. Parts of buildings scattered across the burnt, crisp, brown grass. Montag was beginning to feel uncomfortable and more weary about going back, afraid of what he would see.
“Everyone I had ever known, gone, everything I had ever known, gone, the city is a cemetery of thousands of citizens,” he thought to himself walking slower by the step, dragging his feet across the ground.
“I know this is going to be difficult for you, but this is something we have to do,” Ganger stopped walking and turned to face Montag who had fallen behind. “Don’t you want to see what’s left? If anyone is alive to help?”
“A bomb like that,” Dr. Simmons said under his breath, “no one could of …show more content…
He started picking up speed until he was sprinting out of the ruins. He burst into fresh air breathing fast, gulping in the fresh air. But one wrong step later and Montag knew a second before the debris fell on him that he misstepped.
“One thing after another,” Montag mumbled unhappily under his breath after he realized that he was pinned under the debris, to weak to lift it. As Montag lay there, trapped under the heavy and bone chilling debris, he had the sense of someone coming, and as they came into his sight he was awestruck, people unlike he had ever seen before, wearing bright aesthetic clothes. They had high sculpted cheekbones and long and narrow noses. All of their faces were furrowed with dark lines. The group of people were intimidating and yet a feeling of calmness washed over Montag.
“Should I call out for help or sit in silence and wait for Granger?” Montag silently battled his mind. Before he had the chance to make a choice Granger and the others appeared. Montag waved his hands franticly to get their attention, because they had not spotted the alien like people yet. He got their attention and they rushed over looking very
“Everyone I had ever known, gone, everything I had ever known, gone, the city is a cemetery of thousands of citizens,” he thought to himself walking slower by the step, dragging his feet across the ground.
“I know this is going to be difficult for you, but this is something we have to do,” Ganger stopped walking and turned to face Montag who had fallen behind. “Don’t you want to see what’s left? If anyone is alive to help?”
“A bomb like that,” Dr. Simmons said under his breath, “no one could of …show more content…
He started picking up speed until he was sprinting out of the ruins. He burst into fresh air breathing fast, gulping in the fresh air. But one wrong step later and Montag knew a second before the debris fell on him that he misstepped.
“One thing after another,” Montag mumbled unhappily under his breath after he realized that he was pinned under the debris, to weak to lift it. As Montag lay there, trapped under the heavy and bone chilling debris, he had the sense of someone coming, and as they came into his sight he was awestruck, people unlike he had ever seen before, wearing bright aesthetic clothes. They had high sculpted cheekbones and long and narrow noses. All of their faces were furrowed with dark lines. The group of people were intimidating and yet a feeling of calmness washed over Montag.
“Should I call out for help or sit in silence and wait for Granger?” Montag silently battled his mind. Before he had the chance to make a choice Granger and the others appeared. Montag waved his hands franticly to get their attention, because they had not spotted the alien like people yet. He got their attention and they rushed over looking very