Leaping from his chair like a bewildered animal, Rupert awoke. A bellowing crash had startled him conscious, but he had awaken from an obscure delirium. Jaffa howled, leering behind him like a small child. His vision was fait and blurred. It was dark now. Perhaps the midst of night. Jaffa yelped again spinning himself around in confusion. Rupert rubbed his eyes, they were beginning to adjust. He knelt, trying to comfort Jaffa who quickly cowered away, sneezing and growling as he stumbled back. Then, from the crook of his vision, came a sharp glimmer of light. He turned fiercely toward the disturbance. His eyes grew wide as the sky glowed a fantastical yellow like something he‘d seen in an old movie once. Thundering toward the fields ahead, gargantuan glowing objects thrust upon the ground producing creators with their fall. He ferociously rubbed his eyes again in disbelief as another fell, imploding the ground beneath.
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