This appears to be a screenshot from a newsreel: a reporter standing in the foreground before the night-enveloped backdrop of a rubble-strewn crossroad, the caption, "Maine disaster area," printed in the upper corner.
Several military transport vehicles idle in the midground, the white beams of their headlights illuminating groups of civilians dressed in a shabby assortment of streetwear and night clothes.
Clutching bundled possessions, children, and pets, it's evident that they're being ushered towards the waiting vehicles, with teams of heavily armed soldiers forming protective flanks and lines of machinegun-equipped sandbags cordoning off roadways at the frame's extremities.
Stooping behind a building's window and peeking through partly opened curtains, observing the humans' flight with beady, unblinking eyes, you can make out an amorphous, white shape.
You're not sure what's stranger: that the creature's somehow evaded notice by the dozens of watchful soldiers, or that, for all the world, it resembles an inhumanly tall, muscular penguin.
Several military transport vehicles idle in the midground, the white beams of their headlights illuminating groups of civilians dressed in a shabby assortment of streetwear and night clothes.
Clutching bundled possessions, children, and pets, it's evident that they're being ushered towards the waiting vehicles, with teams of heavily armed soldiers forming protective flanks and lines of machinegun-equipped sandbags cordoning off roadways at the frame's extremities.
Stooping behind a building's window and peeking through partly opened curtains, observing the humans' flight with beady, unblinking eyes, you can make out an amorphous, white shape.
You're not sure what's stranger: that the creature's somehow evaded notice by the dozens of watchful soldiers, or that, for all the world, it resembles an inhumanly tall, muscular penguin.