Jimmy is Intent On Beating His Own Record

Jimmy was intent on beating his own record. Forty-six hours of straight video game playing. He heard some crashing outside. Thought it was a garbage truck. Never looked out. It would quit eventually. The bashing and crashing sounded closer now. More like Armageddon than a garbage truck. Jimmy turned up the volume on his console. Twenty-eight million and sixty-three his golden star said. He was ahead of his own record by sixteen points! The building began to jerk, as if a giant spaceship had lassoed it. Jimmy ignored this the best he could, which was not easy. Pop! The power went out. The apartment went solid black. Darker than it had ever been; Jimmy felt exasperated. Looked out the window as the building plummeted into a giant sinkhole.