Like being dosed with massive radiation, my teeth fell out and I was able to line them up in my hand like they belonged in my mouth. The inside of my mouth felt strange with no teeth. Someone bumped me and I dropped all my teeth among some garbage on the ground. I searched fruitlessly. Then when I woke, my shirt was gone, but my teeth were still there.

We were just standing around in our room when it hit. The loud noise was felt in our bones. We stood there with hands over ears being assaulted with sound and light. The flash went quickly, but the noise was too much. I had fallen to my knees when I heard the panicky shout. I looked out the window. Georgie stood near the trees, her short hair hanging in her face as rain drenched her. She just stood there, looking lost.