Roadtrip

He switched on the engine at 8:00 a.m. and opened the radio for the morning news. The forecast for that day had been great so he started driving.

The first fours hours of driving were amazing. The scenery was breathtaking. The icecaps, the waterfalls, the volcanoes and the scattered hot springs, hiding inside lava fields. In each curve of the road the views changed dramatically. From an evergreen forest to a black wasteland. From azure blue hot springs and yellowing steaming earth to mammoth glaciers.

He didn't feel like pulling over and resting his muscles for a few minutes as the beauty and peculiarity of the place kept him alert and going.

At noon it happened.

He felt that he was losing control over the car, the earth beneath him started shaking. At first it was nothing but a weak quiver and then it started trembling violently. He could here the surface of the earth rumbling and rocks started rolling down the mountain's peak.

He looked up and became consumed in terror when he saw the fire tongues coming out of the mountain's head like a mythic creature, shooting magma all over.