He races through desolate streets, fixated on the ominous sky as a fierce wind whips dust across his face. A swirling cloud of debris looms behind him, threatening to engulf everything. Spotting a dilapidated parking garage, he pulls up his shirt to shield against the dust and pushes forward. Inside, he finds a battered van, his refuge amid the storm. Exhausted yet determined, he hides inside it, hoping to wait out the chaos. It's not much, but he has no time to be picky.
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