10:05 a.m., and the day has broken.
Like a black curtain suddenly pulled back, the city once overshadowed by the darkness of the sea is instantly bathed in sunlight. The monsters that roamed the night retreat like a tide, leaving behind a city riddled with scars. This once bustling coastal tourist town now has only broken streets, collapsed buildings, and ruins eroded by the sea breeze.
Morning light falls on the empty Marine Avenue, a former busy pedestrian street now just has broken railings and overturned parasols. Sea winds carry sand and dust through shattered glass windows, creating a sobbing hum. In a once lively seafood restaurant, tables and chairs are overturned, utensils scattered across the floor, while graffiti on the walls and faded menus still faintly record the atmosphere before the apocalypse.
