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The Story:
The lightning storms had become our main threat. Streaks that would surround and surge through entire cities like a fog–a fog that was blinding and deadly.
They had said their machines could control our weather. No more tornadoes. No more floods. No more droughts. But they soon discovered that Earth had a good reason for her madness. She would not be controlled. And she was rebelling.
In a few minutes, the storm would scorch Nashville, like the one that hit Denver a few months ago. Thousands dead. Massive fires. Everyone left it in its ashes. Now, it’s the Cremated City.
I couldn’t believe Nashville was now facing this same fate, but I didn’t have time to grieve for my city. Instead, I would try to save it.
Everyone was fleeing it. When the fork came, they’d all turn right and head North. I’d be heading left and into the heart of it.
My experiment had been rejected by the Earth Climate Control Board. They said I was a disgrace to the science community. But they’d think differently after this day. I would either save the city, or I would die. But it would work. My experiment would work. I knew it.
I forked left and got off at Demonbreun Street. I stopped at Broadway by the river and scrambled to set up my device. I would have to wait until after the first few strikes.
The first strike was powerful and loud, bursting my eardrum. Blood oozed from my ear. The second strike punctured a building to my right like a sword, causing an explosion inside that knocked me down.
Disoriented, I crawled through crumbled pieces of building back to my device. Strikes now filled the air.
“This is it,” I said.
I closed my eyes and flipped the switch.