Philadelphia Bombing

I was near 69th street, though it looked more or less like the stretch of Wynnewood Road coming up to the Wynnewood shopping center. It was overcast and I approached this deserted lot with a crumbled house on it with Jocelyn Jones and Kim Dwyer. As time went on, the house crumbled more and more until it was a pile of rubble with a trampoline. The three of us bounced around for a while and I felt myself soaring higher and higher into the gray sky.

I then met up with Monty, I picked him up from the 69th street terminal, though again it looked like the Wynnewood r5 stop. We met up with Paul Benson and Katie Wisniewski deeper in center city Philadelphia. People around began panicking- Philadelphia was being bombed. There was this river separating us from another side. There were bridges we had to cross. Paul and I were paired together noticing many bridges crossing this river were collapsing but decided we could cross one anyway. At first, we tried a narrow oriental styled bridge, but that one crumbled leaving Paul falling into the water. Paul crawled out and we looked for another bridge to cross. As this was all happening I was attempting to text Chris telling him I loved him and I was sorry that I was probably going to run into a lot of problems and that I was scared. Except texting is difficult when the city around you is being bombed. We found a wider bridge packed with people. The moment we stepped onto it the entire bridge twisted. Paul and I fell into the water first. As I came to the surface and looked up I saw hundreds of people raining down on us. The image of them plunging me underwater flashed in my head.