A dark cloud filled the air. No one knew exactly what was happening, but it was terrifying. They could see the smoke coming from the mountain, but there was no way to escape now. The last ships full of people left at the first smell of danger, and the water was now too rough to sail on. There was nothing left to do but take cover, and hope to wake up in the morning when it was all over. Ashes began to rain from the sky, covering everything. Sadly, some people would never wake the next day, as the black smoke sent a wave of poisonous gases through the town.
|Mt Vesuvius in the distance|