Inland, the storms had not yet landed, but it was very close. At this time, the family was already just a few kilometres away from the base.
Naia and the rest just needed to look up and see the skies gradually change color from ash grey and copper to bruised purple due to the multiple cloud layers coming in from different directions.
Ash—combined from the impact, ejecta, and various volcanic eruptions—fell like dry snow. From a distance, they could see lightning flickering inside the thick smoke clouds.
At some point over the next few days, black rain would follow, according to records. This rain would be partially acidic, and some unlucky places might even have trace nuclear materials.
In the records, the black rain was described as grey, oily, and slightly metallic water drops. No, mud drops.
It smelled metallic, like burnt batteries, and would stain the skin and whatever vehicle was being used to travel.
