She and I were talking on the street outside her apartment complex. The building was huge and many stories tall. At first we felt a strong breeze but we thought nothing of it. After a few minutes of talking we saw the first black cloud appear over from the side covered by the building. At the sight we decided to go inside to her apartment.
We took the elevator which was made of these yellow seats bound together with a metal bar. We got in and went up. We entered her apartment and said hello to her family.
This many floors up we could see clearly down to the city from the window of the apartment. A storm was brewing in the distance. Thunder could be heard and the distant lightning could be seen. It was coming closer. A black anvil sparking in the distance coming closer. We looked at the cars below about to be hit by the rain.
It was a Thursday. That same night an earthquake hit with flashes of black, gray and bright yellow.