ONE-ACT, SOLO

1941, London. The Blitz.
The sounds fill the night like uproarious thunder, striking the earth with their lightning as if from the fist of a vengeful god. It is the sound of horror; it is the music of war.
The streets are filled with heaps of crumbled rock and ash; precious possessions charred and broken. Bodies; so many bodies. There is no water, no food, no clean clothes; only the ones he left behind can carry her through the streets to a safe haven. In the chaos she finds a moment, a place where she can hide. And it is here that she meets her angel. It is here that the world will end.