Starry night

He woke up at midnight, brushing off his tiredness while hearing the sounds of horror! He hastened to the open air, witnessing Humanity racing and dashing away. His sight is yet fuzzy, unable to distinguish between the stars and the moon. The surface is lighted up by the bright sparks. The winds are weighty, lifting the ocean waves. He stood still, drugged by the scene, breathless, unable to act. He is observing the sea level covering the blurry sky, feeling the droplets swallowing him before the wave strikes the rocky ground.