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The black rain dribbles from the tin roof, and she pulls her legs in to avoid the drops.

The ghosts wander through the ruins, their skins scorched and torn. Their eyes are charred or gone, so they cannot see her. She stays quiet.

They tilt their heads back and drink the black rain. They are so thirsty. But no matter how much they drink, they only want more. The rain fills them and kills them from within. They all saw the flash.



She closes her eyes and waits for dawn. She will wait for a long time.