Tsunami
A terrified mob ran towards the main street, Tsunami, Tsunami and Tsunami,it cried, Back water rushed into the Basilica's feet, Stuff was pulled back into the sea side, Calls, cries and confusions were there, Dead bodies scattered every where.
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