For ten days they slept, dreamless while the neighborhood tossed in nightmares around them.

Gunshots were fired, tears were shed, and changes were wrought…

But inside the house all was still. Muted sunlight gave way to night and then returned again, lighting the rooms in soft shadows and slowly settling dust, as if it would always be this way.

On the dawn of the tenth day, a hazy yellow wind came down from the northeast.

And the first thing it did was wake them up.