It was a museum courtyard. There was a large model of the solar system, with delicate-looking, green-patina'd metal filigree holding the planets in place. The courtyard was large and filled with boxy white structures made of plaster-like substance/concrete with flowers and plant-life overflowing. There was a good-sized pool. Shallow, but highly reflective of the bright lights around. It was night. Or dusk. Unsure, but perhaps it was just cloudy. A large class slowly moved, as if through water, around the model of the solar system, admiring. It wasn't an exact replica, for the planets were too large and too closely spaced. The sun was turning green-gold. Like a slightly overgrown paradise land. Quiet.

Suddenly, streak of orange fire dashes across sky, resounding like a rocket. A crash nearby. At least, it seems nearby. It might be hundreds of miles, but because it is so big, it seems close. Dust begins to fall from the sky. Warm white powder, like snow.

Run!

Scramble. Suddenly the number of people seems so much more. Still moving as if through syrup, everyone is pushing and screaming. Water from pool begins to overflow. Flood? Get away! Thin layer of dust everywhere. Musn't breathe it in. Where to go? No, NO! Not the museum! Other side of the courtyard. There is a mall. Such a struggle. Is the lack of energy due to the powdered dust being breathed into the lungs? Finally, last few seconds, the people have made it through the rotating doors.

It's a... mall. Half submerged into the earth, it is safe. Even with glass doors, it is safe. So many people milling about, lost, but not in panic. Father and brothers found. Mother, as well. Good. Inside a athletic store, setting up camp. This will be home now. No one cares about buying or selling. What is needed is taken. Everything else is unnecessary. No one cares. Most people still sit in the large hallway. Still a danger, though, because of such close proximity to the outdoors. Look outside, it's like a snow day, but a large, dense cloud is coming, rushing with a deadly purpose. The ground is trembling.

Back away. Back to the athletic store. Mother, father, brothers. All together. No fear.

We are together. We are safe.

Let the storm come.