Ice Prt. 1

I plunged into the icy tsunami as the rest called my name. But their voices were muffled by water filling my ears. I sank with the wound bleeding uncontrollably making the water red. I breathed. I didn't care for icy water filling my lungs. They say salt water heals, but I would have to stay in the tsunami for a while for that to happen.
My friends, my family. The people I would never see again.
Well, at least on this earth.
I sank and I sank. How deep was it? I didn't know. But I knew it would cease the pain slightly, so I simply toppled over the barrier of the Empire State Building and into the raging tsunami. It knocked over the Statue of Liberty, sank half the land and raged on to the Empire. It was the end of the world, people would see it. The tsunami, the earthquake in Russia, the nuclear explosion that wiped out half of Europe? It was only a mater of time before people realised that it would sooner or later come for America. So, there I was, Noah Harrison, plunging to my icy death.

Then, I saw the face of the a girl with white blonde hair grab my hand and pull me threw the icy waters.
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I opened my eyes. I was in a warehouse. There are mattresses on the ground and sick people drenched in sweat and water. Some are missing legs and arms. Some are lying still as a rock and not breathing. Above me, two people, a young girl who looks around my age, which is fourteen, with soft blond hair and green eyes, the other a tall man who looked in his mid twenties.
After what felt like hours, they stopped talking and the man left. The girl looked down at me and said, 'You ok?'
'Yup. What happened?' I asked.
'Well, amongst all the chaos, someone, we haven't found who, they stabbed you in the chest. Then you toppled over the railing, into the tsunami, then I saved your ass by pulling you through,' she said as she messed with some medicines.
I thought she was my guardian angel bringing me to the gates of heaven.
But I didn't recognise her at all.
'I'm Astrid, by the way. And your Noah. I'm not a stalker, I just know you from school. Y'know.' She said with a shallow grin. I sat up and scrambled off the mattress and stood up. I realised I had black trousers on with black converse. The thing that alarmed me was that they weren't my clothes. Then I realised I wore a blue t-shirt. Also not mine. She gestures to my centre chest, 'You have a bandage on. It wraps around your whole torso. It may hurt. It was bleeding real bad.' Astrid said.
She hands me a cardigan a few shades darker than my top.
'Is this some kind of hospital?' I ask.
'Sorta. The real hospital is in the sea now.' She replied.
There was no walls, just a warehouse full of mattresses, metal trays as tables full of bottles, needles and drugs to cease the pain. Coughs, blood and last breaths.
'Well, how unfortunate.' I replied.
'Yup.' Astrid nodded.
'Was I out?'
'Six days.'
That earned a shaky breath.
'The tsunami went on for another odd four days. We kept you barely alive and when it passed, and the hospitals were gone, me and Solo, that dude I was taking to, found this warehouse, brought you in with whatever medicine we found, set you down and next thing we knew, people came in with bruises, cuts and bumps. Some times even worse then you. So we are now the unofficial hospital of New Normal.' She continued.
'New Normal?' I asked.
'Replacing York in New York. First it was New Crazy. Then people realised the New Crazy was the New Normal. The tsunami wiped out three quarters of what was once New York.'
'Some tsunami.' I muttered.