when you're all alone and you think of home
places you may have been and who you know
Most of the people have moved, fanning onto the beach, the relative safety of the ocean, but there is still the panicked crush, the stampede of terrified people fleeing. There's still too many to just leave them, to follow the majority out to the beach, as much as Nate wants to. The only small mercy is that with most of the prior crowds on the beach, there's room for people to go. Or, be shoved to, and hosed to.
Nate pushed people along, moving with the crowd out towards the beach, doing what he could to keep people on their feet, still trying to keep them organized in the face of chaos. He looked around as he did, noticing Sunjata's voice had gone quiet, and hoping the other man wasn't hurt. There wasn't time to focus on it though, not as he tried to direct people towards the port, to boats. He might not know much about volcanoes, but he knew if the lava flowed over the town it wouldn't stop at the beach.
Nate keeps trying to get the crowd moving, and yells for people to start getting into boats and on the ocean.
Option 1
Nate pushed people along, moving with the crowd out towards the beach, doing what he could to keep people on their feet, still trying to keep them organized in the face of chaos. He looked around as he did, noticing Sunjata's voice had gone quiet, and hoping the other man wasn't hurt. There wasn't time to focus on it though, not as he tried to direct people towards the port, to boats. He might not know much about volcanoes, but he knew if the lava flowed over the town it wouldn't stop at the beach.
Nate keeps trying to get the crowd moving, and yells for people to start getting into boats and on the ocean.
Option 1
awaiting the hand of god knowing i stand to fall
i stared into the pitch black to no hand at all
NATE
