Deathkitten
I am the Deathkitten! Fear me!
Cars sat in rows upon rows on the foggy Golden Gate Bridge. Traffic was absolutely horrendous, and you were there - for whatever reason - trying to get across the same bridge that it seemed like everyone else was trying to get across. The dashboard clock read 20:00 or 08:00, depending on how you like to read your time, and you couldn't see more than twenty feet ahead of your car at the best of times. At worst, it felt like you were swimming in a sea of bay-fog, unable to discern the cars around you save for their taillights. There were a number of events that had just released on either side of the bridge. A concert here, some con there. Just as well, there were a few events about to start - the release of a huge movie, a celebrity meet and greet, and some YouTuber holding a charity auction. Needless to say, the streets were chock-a-block, and it was a pain in the ass to get through. It made LA traffic look light, if only for tonight.
So, somewhere in the middle of all this, somewhere in the middle of the bridge, in the middle of the fog, you sat. You sat in your car, waiting like all the others for the hellish traffic to allow you to get to your destination.
In a place prone to earthquakes, any shaking or rocking is nervewracking.
This is exactly what began. All of a sudden, the bridge began rocking up and down. It was made for this swaying, rocking motion, having been constructed in such an earthquake-prone area. It rolled like a wave, the same as the water beneath them. That said, it was still nervewracking for many of the poor civilians on the bridge. Trapped, unable to drive forwards or backward, especially since those at the front of the pack stopped in their tracks to ride the bobbing.
There was a bending, creaking sound that resonated between the cars. The warbling snapping of giant suspension wires followed.
Screams. Falling. Crashing. You were all among them, unable to really do much, as even if you made it out of your cars, it was so far to the stable areas of the bridge. The last thing you remember is the sharp cold of the water.
When you come to, you find yourself in a warm, blank white room with no doors or windows. Fluorescent lights run the length of the 30' by 30' room, about ten feet above your head. There are a number of other people who are also just now coming to within the same room, all of whom are wet.
What now?
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So, somewhere in the middle of all this, somewhere in the middle of the bridge, in the middle of the fog, you sat. You sat in your car, waiting like all the others for the hellish traffic to allow you to get to your destination.
In a place prone to earthquakes, any shaking or rocking is nervewracking.
This is exactly what began. All of a sudden, the bridge began rocking up and down. It was made for this swaying, rocking motion, having been constructed in such an earthquake-prone area. It rolled like a wave, the same as the water beneath them. That said, it was still nervewracking for many of the poor civilians on the bridge. Trapped, unable to drive forwards or backward, especially since those at the front of the pack stopped in their tracks to ride the bobbing.
There was a bending, creaking sound that resonated between the cars. The warbling snapping of giant suspension wires followed.
Screams. Falling. Crashing. You were all among them, unable to really do much, as even if you made it out of your cars, it was so far to the stable areas of the bridge. The last thing you remember is the sharp cold of the water.
When you come to, you find yourself in a warm, blank white room with no doors or windows. Fluorescent lights run the length of the 30' by 30' room, about ten feet above your head. There are a number of other people who are also just now coming to within the same room, all of whom are wet.
What now?
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