things that happen
Armed bands of young men. Through the flooded streets, they make their way from roof to roof, raping female survivors.
Military snipers, on other rooftops. Under martial law, they can now shoot to kill should they see these men.
A man waiting in his house for rescue. He looks out the window, and watches his neighbors floating by. The bodies are pale and bloated as the drift past him.
A woman in her home. She is old, and in a wheelchair. She cannot use her legs. She can only sit and watch the water get higher and higher. She watches it as it covers her mouth, then her nose. When they find her corpse, it is clutching a stick she was using to fend off the snakes around her feet.
A man, who frantically pleads with a news crew to let him speak. He stands in front of the camera, shaking with sobs. He has miniature shetland ponies. He saved them from the flood, but now, in the dome, they are starving. Two have already died. He pleads for anyone out there with miniatures to please, please come pick the ponies up. He falls to his knees to beg.
An old woman, in a wheelchair. She is in the superdome, where the relief workers and survivors are congregating. She dies. She is pushed up against the wall, in her wheelchair, with a blanket over her head. She starts to rot in the heat, but no one takes notice. Her daughter finds her.
