“Huh, That looks like a paper bomb.” I chuckled to myself before it exploded. I must have blacked out because the next thing I know I’m flat on my back staring at the ceiling and there’s ringing in my ears along with the sounds of my coworkers screaming in my office. After a few pathetic attempts, I finally managed to stand up. My face is stinging and the calm and peaceful office I’m so used to is gone replaced with ruined wallpaper, overturned desks, and shattered lights. 

I see a bunch of the other office workers running to the stairs and elevators trying to escape the building not caring about the others they are shoving behind but I walk towards the main conference room. The stairs will be too crowded and I want to see what is happening outside before I leave. The conference room always had the best view and when I got there, it still did. The room had been hit and the windows were shattered along with a large portion of the wall with it, letting the wind flow in and rustling the scattered paperwork around in the air.  

As I stepped into the room I saw a giant burning American flag floating down past what was left of the window and New York City being invaded. Ninjas were jumping from light polls and the sides of buildings, slaughtering anyone they could see.  Gun shots were ringing out as New York’s finest tried to stem the tide but were clearly being overrun. 

From where I was standing I could see ninjas wearing red and brown climbing and entering buildings followed by more screaming after. Before I could check to see if any ninjas were climbing my building a man popped his head up from over the edge startling me and making me trip over myself. The ninja with a wide grin walked in like climbing a skyscraper was the easiest thing in the world to him.

He was dressed in a red cloth shirt and pants with a brown flak jacket. On his forehead was a bandana with a metal plate on it. Etched into the metal plate was a picture of what looked like rocks or a mountain. 

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If it wasn’t for the ringing in my ears and the constant stinging pain all over my body, I would have thought this was a dream because I recognized what this man was dressed as. “Y-you’re a stone ninja,” I said gesturing to his forehead. The man saw me pointing at his forehead and gestured with his thumb towards it. He said something in a language I didn’t recognize with an arrogant grin on his face. 

The Stone Ninja reached out to me on the floor and offered me his hand. I looked at it and then at him confused but he just gestured to hurry up and to take it. Not thinking I reached out and grabbed his hand. 

Before I realized what was happening I was pulled up onto my feet and the next moment felt a thump in my chest. The man had pulled me up with one hand and buried a kunai into my heart with the other. I looked down to see the handle of the knife sticking out of me with a red splotch on my white dress shirt growing bigger by the second. 

The man's face sneered at me as he grabbed my throat and brought me outside of the building. We were nine stories up and my feet were dangling in midair. The man said something to me that I couldn’t understand but I guessed he was asking me if I had any last words. I wanted to grab the man's arms and pry him off of me but my limbs were already running out of strength. I looked him up and down and said the first thing that came to mind. “I can’t believe I’m about to be killed by a guy wearing a fanny pack and sandals.”

From the look on the mans face I could tell that he didn’t understand me but could guess I didn’t say anything nice. With a click of his tongue, he moved to chuck me and terrorize someone else but a gunshot that was closer than the rest rang out and the man's head snapped back. 

I saw a hole appear on his forehead protector and slowly start to leak blood. The man and I looked at each other in surprise before his eyes glazed over and rolled to the back of his head. The man leaned forward with my neck still in his iron-like grasp and fell with me outside the window.

The world rushed passed me as I fell. My vision dimmed as the ground came closer and closer to meet me. While I fell I saw more and more of the city. Helicopters spinning out of control, S.W.A.T officers gunning down stone ninjas just to have another sneak up behind them and pierce them with their sword. 

  Off into the distance I could see a giant gorilla cloaked in lava climbing the Statue of Liberty. The statue slowly melted from the heat and the gorilla roared in triumph as it got on top. Before I could witness any more of the demise of the greatest city in the world the pavement caught up to me and I became one with the void.