In the storm, all is turned upside down. Nothing is truly safe and all sense their vulnerabilities. Water wind and sea representatives of chaos in the ancient world still can put us to our knees. Recalling the storm, stories of a huge wall of eels and fish, water and wind shifting whole buildings, silent vacuum, and horizontal rain marks a world gone mythically awry. And then comes the dawn; ships on highways, crocodiles in sewers, snakes behind doors and creeping molds of all kinds. No electricity, no water, and sometimes no food.
Everyone is brought to the same playing field.
How would you behave?
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