Sensing the immense powers of the storm,
you remain standing in a crowd of fleeing people. 
Left is only a vague, but important feeling of the vast emptiness that must follow.
With perception gone, you take one last glance over the vast distances before you.
Not a living creature in sight.
Suddenly, a new feeling arouses in you.
A feeling of mortal fear.
You wonder what you are doing in this strange land.
A beam from an undefined void penetrates your consciosnes.
You look behind you.
In the distance you see a purple cloud,
approaching with careful speed,
as an emmisary of a forgotten land.
Turning your attention to the storm once again, you notice a difference.
No longer a storm echoing off in the distance.
But constantly changing shape.
You begin to move.
Gaining sense.
Realizing the true emptiness of your situation, you begin to run.
But to no avail.
The storm and the cloud becoming one, encapsulates the world - and you.