Suddenly, there was a loud crash from outside. Jon ran to his bedroom window and looked out onto his neighborhood in shock. Two houses across the street from him had completely collapsed. And down the road, there was a multi-car pileup. The earthquakes, added to the slick snow-filled roads, made for quite a driving hazard.
"Santa!" Jon yelled, hoping he could hear him, but he never came back.
Jon ran out of his room and then downstairs. Another quake hit and the shelf in the dining room (the one filled with china) shook and slid to the floor shattering all the plates. Then the ceiling lamp fell down to the dining room table, collapsing it.
"Shit!" Jon yelled, wincing.
Then, pulling himself together, he ran out of the house and out onto the front lawn.
