Shenhai City, The Bund, dusk.
Strolling along the shimmering Huangpu River under the setting sun, facing the gentle breeze from the river, admiring the fifty-two classically revived buildings standing along the riverside, or looking out at the many iconic buildings of Pudong, flirting by the Lovers' Wall, or enjoying the magnificent view beneath the river in the Sightseeing Tunnel was once the favorite pastime of many tourists and locals alike, both romantic and comfortable.
But now, countless tourists and citizens were running away in panic. The usually calm Huangpu River was now creating wave after wave, smashing against the shore, shattering numerous slabs, and bursting into a column of white waterfalls. The railings broke into countless pieces, mercilessly piercing into flesh, tendons, and organs.
