Some people were running into the subway station right there, and I thought, "No way, I'm not going to get buried alive." I thought, "Mailbox...not big enough, fire hydrant...not big enough." And I could just feel this tidal wave behind me. As I turned the corner there was a bookstore. I saw something -- it registered that it was a police officer, and he rolled under a van, so I went under it with him, and at that moment the cloud came over us. It was black, and you couldn't see and you couldn't breathe. I held on to his arm or leg, I don't know. But I thought we would just get crushed under there with all the stuff blowing around. But then it got quieter, and he started talking, so I said hello and told him who I was. At that point I realized that even though I was breathing all this crap, I was still breathing and moving and that I was fine.