[ WP ] The rain is falling up .

As he came to, Adam heard the sound screeching tires and slamming car doors. Terrified voices muffled by the sound of a police siren. `` Oh my God!?'' A women screamed from the left. `` Everybody get back!'' A rough voice said from directly ahead. `` Dude... shit's goin' on YouTube.'' Said an irritating voice from behind. Adam fought to stay awake, his massive headache, and all this noise, was not helping. 
 
 Another siren, followed by the sound of metal locking into place and hurried footsteps. `` Hurry, over here!'' Said another voice. The sound of heavy breaths, followed by a scrape and thud, lead Adam to believe that whatever the hell was making that racket, was not very good at it. `` God dammit, Ron! Get up!'' Said someone who was obviously in charge. The steps grew closer and came to a stop 
 
 He slowly clawed his way back to consciousness and fumbled about his newly formed crater. His hands and feet slipped on the rubble as he clamored for purchase. He finally found something stable enough to lift himself and pushed himself upward, his arms twitching the entire way. Eventually, he rose to his knees and settled. A moment later, he opened his eyes, the daylight stabbing his sight with revenge. He finally focused long enough to get a grasp on the crowed surrounding him. 
 
 He ran his hand through his hair, and brushed this bits of New York from his clothing. With a hung-over glaze smeared on his face, he scanned his surroundings and took stock. A minivan and two taxis lay toppled over, while his laptop now lie embedded in the hood of a police car. His new fans in awe of his apparent immortality. One eye half closed and an eyebrow raised, he lifted one hand in an attempt to silence the chorus of voices screaming in his direction. 
 
 The mob slowly quieted itself as Adam stood. The red mist that deceived him earlier was still in place but it had since decided to swirl about, angrily. `` Sir...? Sir, are you okay? Asked a uniformed voice to his left. A slightly irritated grunt and a face that growled `` What the hell do you think? ``, gave the uniform cause to be quiet and back off. Adam took his first post-impact steps away from the apartment and stumbled off into the distance. As he walked he regained a hold on his universe. 
 
 The skeleton of the city; the buildings, and streets and things that everyone associates with New York now were distorted and contrived. The tallest buildings seemed to twist and writhe about as if angered by the now swirling mist. The streets and roadways appeared to buckle and crack with an eerie pulse. Water from every source was now flowing upward, like reverse rain-fall, into the sky, where the mist swallowed with a longing thirst. The entire city began to shiver, as if relieving itself after a hard night of drinking. 
 
 Windows shattered and concrete cracked. As the quakes became more violent, the ocean itself appeared to boil. Suddenly, a horrible sound attacked Adam's ears. Sounds of tearing, and cracking and screeching all as one. Deep bellows from nowhere echoed through the city. 
 
 Torn between running like a wild-man for the hills or stemming his curiosity by investigating further, Adam stood idle on the corner of his building. Without warning, a scream and a shatter pulled Adam's eyes back to the crowd. A younger woman lie shivering on the concrete, gasping for breath. From end of his block, he crept over, studying her carefully. Her twitching became more violent as the wild swings of her limbs knocked a concerned observer to the ground. A snap, and her back had arched to a ninety degree angle, blood spewing from her now gaping mouth. A shrill screech bellowed from her lungs. That same red swirling energy that had enveloped Joe now entangled this woman as she slowly ascended. A sharp, loud crack from nowhere and the entire volume of bodily fluid that once filled her erupted and spewed over the crowd like an blood-filled balloon. 
 
 Man sized slabs of concrete and asphalt were tossed about like clothing in a dryer. Vehicles of every shape and color were sent careening down the street like soccer balls. The front of the apartment and the parking garage across the street were blown completely off. 
 
 Screams and disgusted groans filled the air. Several people ran to the nearest can to empty their stomachs. Luckily, the large uniform before Adam took the spray. He scoffed at the mess and let out an amused giggle at an older man slipping about. All that remained of the woman was bone and nerve. All of which now twisted in the wind. Arcs of raw substance shot from the eyes of the woman's skull. A dozen or so of the on-lookers, who were unlucky enough to be caught within the blast radius of her fluids, were now being drawn in. A couple screamed, a few clawed at the concrete, one wrapped himself around a light-pole, only to have his limbs torn completely off anyway. The rest just sort of... went with it, really. Like they were hypnotized, or something. Eventually though, they were all pulled into her swirling void. 
 
 The closer they drifted toward her, the less of them there became. Torn apart, cell by cell, the void consumed them all. After some time, the void had become a swirling mass of sheer genetic material. This... goo, started to congeal and form what could loosely be called limbs. The being it formed was not human, but was human in appearance. Its limbs long and exaggerated, its torso twisted and bulbous and its face empty and emotionless. Eventually, it re-connected with gravity and with a resounding thud, hit the concrete. 
 
 A snap. Adam quickly looked toward the horizon. It was as if the Earth had separated itself from everything else. Cracks tore through the sky, like ice under pressure. Unnerving shafts of red light bombarded the city from behind these cracks. He saw buildings and cars and everything else being changed. It was as if they were being rebuilt atom by atom. Being re-purposed and re-engineered on the most fundamental of levels. 
 
 An almost frozen electrical sensation flew through Adam's blood, as his flesh began to burn. His hair swirled as he began to levitate. His eyes emitted an intense glowing blue. His bones felt like they were being splintered and broken, his nerves felt as if they were being pulled apart. He could no longer breath. A crack, and it was over. All the pain was gone, but still he hovered, unable to move. The world stopped. He took in one last, stuttered breath and disappeared into nothingness with a thundering boom. 

