[ WP ] Your character is seconds away from death .

I look out of my apartment window, across the city. The endless spires and peaks of London warm my heart as they always do. People crawl along, like ants, and toy cars trundle along the model roads. Suddenly, something flies through the air, towards the houses of Parliament, something long and thin. A blinding flash staggers me backward, and I hear a rushing of air. Even before I can comprehend what it is, the force of the nuke hits me, and blasts me back into the wall as the building dissolves around me. I can only think of my mother, far away in America, who will grieve for me forevermore, before I am gone.
