Sirens called out to one another in the distance and Jill heard the muffled "thump" that was the subtle real-life indicator there had been another explosion across the city. It wasn't the double, "pwuhch-PWUHCHHH!" sound that all the action movies made.
The streetlights were on, which meant electricity was still on, and most people were glued to their televisions. Jill was hurrying back to her apartment from tutoring work, leather shoulder bag banging against her leg. She passed some people out in their driveways, watching the sky. A dark car flew down the street, slowed for the stop sign, and continued with a roar. Jill picked up the pace.
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