[ late night news ]
[ this is not a phone post. This is coming to you via a late-night news report, though this video has been anonymously loaded onto the Network. An image blaring "BREAKING NEWS" flashes soundlessly before the sync catches up.
It's dark, and the reporter looks almost ghostly in the overblown light from the camera. There obviously hadn't been enough time to set up things properly; the woman is clutching her mic with white knuckles, twisting to look over her own shoulder.
The sky is on fire. ]
---and a volcano? Raoul, are you getting that? Do you see that?
[ the camera shifts, panning to the left. The road has split, a volcano towering between two buildings. It's belching smoke and sluggish streams of magma over the torn asphalt and overturned cars.
The view turns back to the reporter, blurring. She's speechless, a hand over her mouth ]
I---zoom in! There's someone in there!
[ the molten woman pulls herself out of a crevasse languorously, stretching. The rock moves around her, reforming into a rough throne. She sits, crossing her legs, and stares directly at the camera. ]
Shit!
[ there's a sound like a rushing bonfire, a streak of fire across the screen before the angle tilts drunkenly and goes black. ]
It's dark, and the reporter looks almost ghostly in the overblown light from the camera. There obviously hadn't been enough time to set up things properly; the woman is clutching her mic with white knuckles, twisting to look over her own shoulder.
The sky is on fire. ]
---and a volcano? Raoul, are you getting that? Do you see that?
[ the camera shifts, panning to the left. The road has split, a volcano towering between two buildings. It's belching smoke and sluggish streams of magma over the torn asphalt and overturned cars.
The view turns back to the reporter, blurring. She's speechless, a hand over her mouth ]
I---zoom in! There's someone in there!
[ the molten woman pulls herself out of a crevasse languorously, stretching. The rock moves around her, reforming into a rough throne. She sits, crossing her legs, and stares directly at the camera. ]
Shit!
[ there's a sound like a rushing bonfire, a streak of fire across the screen before the angle tilts drunkenly and goes black. ]