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A giant fist’s thumb points downward. On the waves of the sea, the horses run in snow-white plumes. Then the sea froths wild and brown and it pushes far across beaches and dunes. The saltwater flows across fields, valleys and crests.  For multitudes it is now completely too late to try to evacuate.

In the big destruction and chaos, the clean-up is lacking. The big city lies destroyed, reaching to the inside of its market square. Infrastructures lie destroyed, scattered across the entire terrain. While the trapped try to send out a desperate message for rescue.

Then it unexpectedly begins to snow, with multitudes that just perish in the cold. With Judgment now wide and big, man’s courage and mood are at a low.  Therefore listen to the sea’s thundering blast and know it is perhaps too late to try to evacuate.