It rumbled. It rolled. Thunder.
Crash. Bang. Thunder.
It shakes you to you very core. Thunder.
Drawing ever closer. Thunder.
And then it feels it's right behind you. Thunder.

And then it's above you. Thunder.
It's in your face and down your throat. Thunder.
It consumes you. Thunder.
And you forget everything. Thunder.
It feeds off your living soul. Thunder.

And then nothing but the thunder, rolling away, looking for another victim...

The End

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