“Cadel! Get out-” I… can’t breathe… Attempting to gasp for air, poignant smoke begins to consume me, spewing out of my lungs and clamping my eyes shut with pain. Agony and severed nerves pressure tears to escape my eyes causing little glimpses of the surrounding rubble to sink in. Cadel. Destroyed buildings pin Cadel to the asphalt below as the slightest debris fluctuates rhythmically to his breathing. I never thought… this was how we would go out… Shades and memory flashes draw my head to the ground as I notice help assisting Cadel. Now I can go like Juliet and Romeo.