I turned to my left? People going for there morning walk turned to ash.

Tables and chairs evaporated into a cloud of smoke and dust.

I turned to my right? The beautiful view of the pond, its waters swished and swashed, as it used to lull me to dreams, now a gaping maw of darkness.

I look down? The concrete that was broken and brittle now was white with marble. As it began to illuminate I saw that it expanded to different pathways leading to the who knows where!