Victor's first instinct was to run, to get as far away from that thing as possible. But his legs wouldn't move. It was as if they were rooted to the spot, paralyzed by fear. And then, just as suddenly as it had appeared, the creature vanished. Victor blinked, wondering if it had all been a figment of his imagination. But as he looked out the window again, he saw the destruction that lay outside. The world had changed, and he was trapped in the midst of it.