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A/N: Drabbles are addictive. They're also a great way to kill writer's block.
A flash of light appeared. A cloud appeared, a cloud in the form of a swirling mushroom. He knew the scientific reason for that. Convection. But was it really something else? The marine shook his head. He was being sidetracked, the result of the flash of light and heat on his already heat-addled mind. His combat suit's cooling system had been damaged by a Hydralisk in a previous battle, and his unit was out of spare parts. It seemed to the marine as if the sun had vanished, engulfed by the clouds of the Nukes the nearby Ghosts were targeting.