Scurrying for dear life as the devastating unknown overtook everything in sight, Marty charged towards the last standing tree.

In despair he quickly began to dig: he scooped up big handfuls of the soil into his adventure bag, grasped for the last surviving leaf and collapsed to the hard ground as the tree was swallowed by the all-consuming dust.

Terrified. Distraught. Devastated. He sadly held up the damaged limp of life.