The Last Day

-Dib Girl-


Chapter Four: Unable To Stay, Unwilling To Leave


10:05 A.M...

Dib slowly began to emerge from the subway station. He was trying to get a head of just what was going on. A fireman's figure came running through the on-growing cloud of dust and continued to yell for people to get shelter, get away. "The South tower is collapsing! The South tower is collapsing!" Dib's eyes widdened, as he heard this. How could they collapse so quickly?! But after all they've been sitting here for a while, with no questions answered, still. And sure enough, the ground started to rumble with the vibrations the building gave off. Another roar was heard through the air, as like a stack of books the south tower of the World Trade Center began to plummet to the ground. All being viewed through hazel eyes. The boy couldn't breathe for a moment. "PEOPLE ARE IN THERE!!!!" He screamed, this was too overwhelming. He felt his hands begin to shake violently as the ground's plate shifted..sending him to fall over landing on his bottom. Shakily, he stood up and walked back downstairs.

Gaz rushed up to him, her wound was bandaged thanks to a nearby officer who was patroling the area. Dib looked at her, shocked. His younger sister studied him for a moment before answering. "What? What is it?!" Dib placed his hands on her shoulders. "The south tower just collapsed." The purple-haired one was taken back, she pulled from his grasp and was about to run for the stairs. Dib grabbed her. "No, Gaz don't go up there! There is much more smoke and fire then before." The younger one was halted by the grip he had on her wrist. "But...it can't just collapse...like that..it just can't..what about all the people that were in there??" Dib shook his head, a grim expression washed over him. "No.. this is not happening. This can't be New York. This is like something out of a horror movie." Selene spoke from behind, she was pacing on the platform, hands clasped behind her back in thought.

The subway's lights began to flicker, just as the doors to the last train parked opened up. The three gasped in surprise as the front window opened up, and the conductor stuck his head out. "All aboard, out of Lower Manhattan, into Brooklyn." Selene smiled, as she rushed the two onto the train. The little boy, she had stayed with earlier was almost placed on the train, after his mother was pronounced missing. he was staying along the side of a police officer. As soon as the little group of people were all on board, the train pulled out of the Whitehall Station. Dib pressed his dirty hands up against the windows of the train, letting out a huge sigh. "I hope dad's okay. At least Zim is safe..he's in school." Gaz was sitting, rubbing her arm. Selene sat next to her, legs crossed scanning the other people on the train. All looked alright, 'cept for being covered in dirt and ashes. Many were shaking, and crying in each other's arms.




You're a grant old flag,
You're a high flying flag,
And forever in peace may you wave.

You're the emblem of, the land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Every heart beats true, for the..
red, white, and blue.
Where there's never a boist or a brag.

Keep your eye on the grand old flag.



10:27 A.M....

As the lights kept flickering..there was a 15 minute pause between every other station they passed. Which made it not easy in getting home. Selene closed her eyes, everytime they paused. Remembering back when the three were running. How fast her heart was beating, so confused..yet such a fear of dying. Clasping her hands together she drifted into a prayer. Hail Mary, full of grace...She prayed until the train started moving once again. ...Amen. Gaz was busy scowling. "I want to know what's going on. Do you think we were attacked or something?" Dib looked down at his sister. "It could be anything." His hand curled possessively around the silver pole..and leaned against it to keep his balance as the train was moving. He noticed a bit of light. And soon enough, the train escaped the tunnel..launching a full view of lower Manhattan. Dib's eyes widdened at the scene..."The north tower..now it's collapsing!" The poor building looked as if it were being peeled apart, releasing a tremendous cloud of debris and smoke upon the area they had fleed once before.

Gaz gave Selene a look, before moving towards a window seat to catch a glimpse at the falling building. She felt sickened, at the sight. Smoke and ash coated the area, and stuck to the window like pieces of dried glue. Selene growled. "I don't think this was a mistake." Gaz rolled her eyes. "Oh i'll say. What idiot flies that low?" Dib shook his head and watched at Manhattan began to fade out of their view with every passing station. Dib slid down the side of orange seat, and allowed his hands to rest in his lap. He felt cold, and was worried sick. Selene just tried to keep her spirits up. Gaz sat, trying to piece this all together, it all happened too fast. The sight of all this made her actually fear for her life, and the life of her family. Something she never in all her 13 years walking on this earth, had never ever felt. All this caused her to shiver. Silently, she began to hum.