Patisserie

"Hah!" Luther woke up from a nightmare. 

The whole city was in chaos, the ruckus's root were nowhere to be found, everyone was screaming and shouting their hearts out, as if they knew that death was near them. They had such a terrifying look on their faces, tragedy was smudging in their pupils, as the cries were suffocating to hear. 

To be detailed, everything was on fire, everything was indeed a nightmare. It was as vivid as the blue sky that no matter how you look at it, he never thought that he was only dreaming. Fortunately, he was and the relief after he escaped that frightening experience was obvious. 

He held his chest and breathed slowly, in rhythm. Closing his eyes and blinking them again as he harshly gulped. The air can be seen rushing in and out of his mouth.