Empty streets… Broken glass… Splintered wood…

The lone car hums as it drives down Pennsylvania Avenue, or at least what used to be Pennsylvania Avenue…

The car then turns onto East Main Street, the remains of a factory is all that’s left…

Then the car turns onto Summer Street, and an unknown vibration is heard…

When the car turns onto Liberty Street, almost everything is destroyed.

Inside the remains of the house numbered 599, shattered pieces of China plates cover the ground, the television shattered and destroyed.

The car then sputters and slows down as it drives passed the house numbered 588, which is the only house with walls still standing, broken baby toys litter the ground alongside the broken glass. A small basketball hoop melted almost beyond recognition, all the televisions shattered, a shattered tablet powers off. In one room, remains of posters and drawings litter the ground. One poster has a few legible letters: “S, t, c, h.” Another poster is mostly intact, reading, “Breaking Benjamin.” In another room, a lonely Clevland Browns cap and Cowboys lanyard somehow remain almost untouched, the plastic parts slightly melted.

Outside, a lonely cat wanders, somehow alive, a white marking on the black, ash-covered walls depicts two people on their phones, and in the driveway, the remains of a Ford-f150 are melted to the ground.

The car sputters again and returns to it’s regular speed, then it keeps driving its loop over and over, opening the door, then closing it, as if to pick up a passenger, but it remains empty, the screen on the dashboard reads August 5th, 2102…

…then August 5th, 2103…

…then August 5th, 2104… and the the cat lays on the remains of the front porch of the house numbered 588 for the last time…

…then the screen on the dashboard reads August 5th, 2105…

…then August 5th, 2106…

…then the screen finally powers off and the hum dies down…