She hit the ground as the aircraft flew overhead, seemingly close enough to trim her split ends. The moment it seemed safe, she hopped up and continued running, hoping to whatever God was out there that she would make it in time. Screams echoed around her, but the smoke was so thick at this point there was no making out who or what they might be coming from. The smell of burning flesh burned the hairs in her nose, but there was no time to focus on anything besides staying upright and moving. A thundering that vibrated the ground beneath her worn sneakers caused her to strafe left, and she gaped as an elephant ran past, narrowly avoiding being crushed. A sickening crunch and the cutoff of a scream made it evident that not everyone was so lucky.

Left, right, left, right, jump over the fallen civilian, keep running. Her throat burned from the smoke and exertion, but adrenaline fueled her attempt at escaping this hell. The asphalt was in tatters and made the path out into a parkour course.

"My training did not include fucking elephants." She thought, bitterly.

Finally, she burst through the last of the haze only to see the last escape boat pulling away from the shore, and fell to her knees.