Nobody's POV:

 The only sounds that could be heard from all around were the loud cries of a boy with the occasional patter of rain and thunder coming from the soul consuming darkness which was once the bright sky. In the darkness laid an over turned car containing what was once a lively family. A boy around the age of eight held to his seat crying his eyes out; while the other child lay lifeless right across the boy on the hood of the overturned car. An older male and female lay lifeless in the front seat of the car with the bright stains of blood being illuminated by the flashes of lighting. The tears of the boy sliding off his stained cheeks falls on his one living sister that lay across from him as if to bring her back to him. As his tears fall for emptiness his cries fall on death ears.