That has the sky gaining a look for its troubles; its colourful scars and thunderous bruises. "There isn't a lot of world to end," Sunny comments, bringing up his coffee to sip from, then take a deeper pull when the temperature agrees with him. "It's doing a good job anyway. It's a mess out there."

Between looters, people rendered homeless, people rendered dead, overflowing triage points and sleepless vigilantes, it's about as close they will come to a taste of the apocalypse. If getting up close and personal to the river monster hadn't been enough indication.