The Great Demolition

There are few cards that invoke more fear other than the Tower. A burning building, struck by a lightning bolt. The crumbling foundation shook by an earthquake. Two people have flung themselves (or been flung) out the window, with looks of terror and concern on their faces. The terror of the unknown, uncertainty, not sure if they will hit the ground safely. Its an image of chaos, fear, violence, destruction, and fire. Fire burning away all that was and would ever be, down the the last brick of that crumbling foundation. 

They aren’t jumping because they want to fly; they’re jumping because the alternative is staying in a furnace. They’re mid-air, suspended in that terrifying "in-between," not sure if they’re gonna land on a mattress or the jagged rocks of reality.

It’s chaos. It’s violence. It’s the smell of ozone and old wood burning down to the last damn brick.