[ WP ] Write the same scene at least twice , making only miniscule changes , to drastically alter the scene

It just did n't make sense. The scenes of a bombing run creating fantastic flashes of light against the green night vision display used in the recorded video the media kept on repeat, to show the campaign which they cease to talk about. The flashing of the television lighting and darkening the room with each bomb exploding. There is talk of escalation. 
 
 Raul turns off the T.V. 
 
 He leaves the living room for the bed room and pushes open the door into the dark. Only the flashing of an alarm clock can be seen blinking'11:03 P.M.'' 
 
 Crawling into bed, he lays his head upon the pillow. drifting into sleep after thinking about everything he possibly could. He beings to dream... 
 
 *BOOM* 
 
 He is awoken in a startle. 
 
 `` What the hell was that'', jumping out of bed and tripping on his shoes. The room being still dark with only the alarm clock flashing'1:25 AM'. He felt what seemed like a drifting rumble, but that was nothing to indicate an explosion; everything seemed to drift back into quite. Could n't have been an earth quake, not out here on 90, not out here outside Rapid City, North Dakota. He thought for a while more. Confused as ever, he walked out into the living room and flipped on the television. Still more talking heads going on about escalations in this proxy war, but nothing about a local'boom'. 
 
 Satisfied with an explanation of hallucinating and simply being delusional from work stress, Raul shuffles back to bed. Leaving the T.V. on, in case any emergency signals come through to wake him or provide explanation. 
 
 He drifts to sleep and begins to dream... 
 
 *BOOM* 
 
 Jumping from his laying position in fright. The light of day filling the room, but no echoic scream of an emergency broadcast could be heard. Just a faint rumble in the ears, almost imperceptible - like airliner flying over lower than usual. The T.V. is off. 
 
 `` What the hell'', said as if annoyed by the phenomena. 
 
 `` I thought I left that on'', turning his head toward the alarm clock. The faint rumble now becoming louder and the light of day slightly dimmer.'3:38 AM' 
 
 `` What the hell is going on'', said now with concern. 
 
 The roar of a freight train now coming closer, consuming the audible space and Raul's own ability to think. The light of day now burning brighter through the windows and with a faintly colored hue of shifting orange. Tripping over his shoes as he burst from the bed, Raul runs to the window. 
 
 As he reaches for the curtain to see outside, to see what ever could be so loud and bright at three in the morning, he is ripped into by the burst of exploding glass. His body barely hitting the floor, his face hardly able to cope with a gesture of surprise, he is consumed in nuclear flame. 
 

