[Some Minutes Later.]
[Somewhere in Brooklyn.]
The suffocating, chaotic noise of the apocalypse had suddenly ceased. The constant shrieks, the heavy tremors of giant beasts, and the oppressive hum of corrupted energies were completely replaced by an eerie, profound silence.
"Are they gone?" Andrew asked, his voice barely a whisper as he was peeping out from a ruined brick corner, his eyes frantically scanning the destroyed, empty streets of Brooklyn. There were no corpses, no blood trails, no signs of retreat.
"All the monsters vanished?" He asked himself in genuine surprised, lowering his shattered weapon.
"No, they were all erased." Jessica said, slowly opening her eyes. She leaned against a crumbling wall, her body still aching from the residual energy that had hijacked her core.
