That walk

I woke up in the middle of the road only to find that the city was deserted. The long roads were all empty and sky was dark red. The sky was bleeding and the trees were shading crimson tears. The birds could sense the thunder that was on its way, to strike the city. The roads were dismantled and the buildings were all grounded. Inside the storm hid the king of lightnings. I waited there helplessly to see myself being engulfed in those dark red cloud cover.