60. Scale the Summit “The Levitated” The Collective [Prosthetic]
Moment @ 1:45
The family braced as one, each firmly holding an arm, waist, or loose shirttail closest to their hands. Some eyes squinted, becoming piercing slits slicing through the horizon, and some widened, becoming dry spheres orbiting above the fray before they were about to be overcome by it. Their sixth floor apartment sat crouched between similar groupings of people at the ends of their ropes. Not a single person in this family, however, could have had the sanity or levity to realize it at this moment. A wave taller and wider than the highrise building itself could now be seen afar off, densely natural and even objectively picturesque despite its inherently deadly qualities. They stood as they watched it because they preferred to think that if help was coming they better be ready to run and follow said help rather than act as if they were about to take this thing sitting or lying down. One of them felt thirsty and thought about the forced irony that was on its way. One of them felt exhausted and thought about the impending relief. The last one felt nothing at all and thought about how that was possible. All of these feelings and thoughts (or lack thereof) dissipated or changed when the sound of water transformed from a crushing inevitability to a strained whimper. They looked beneath their porch and saw that while their neighbors three floors below had likely drowned, they were safe. But they didn’t know how to be safe.
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