I breathed in deeply – it seemed the university's gardener loved roses. I walked into the middle of the square, sat down on a bench and looked up into space.
The sun came from behind me and lit up the Earth. The site of impact was not visible as it was on the other side. It had hit Siberia - the irony of it was that the impact was near Tunguska where a meteorite had hit in 1908. The dust cloud had darkened the surface of the planet for years. Volcanos had erupted, adding dust to the atmosphere. Winter had arrived, almost destroying life on the planet.
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