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I was being a pretty stereotypical tourist on a trip through New York City, seeing the sights and all that. I was enjoying my time up on the observation deck of the One World Trade Center, marveling at the views of the city, when suddenly the entire building shook like a bomb went off.
A few people were knocked to their feet from the sudden sway of the building and everyone was a little stunned for a moment. Then again, the entire building shook and swayed, this time a little harder. Panic struck the crowd as people immediately ran for the stairs. No one wanted to be part of another 9/11. But then we heard a voice that stopped us all in our tracks. A voice louder than any jet engine or concert could be.

"Hello! Excuse me, please! Big Jess coming through!"

Every single pair of eyeballs on the deck shot back in the direction of the voice as the sound waves rocked the building. She was massive, easily hundreds of feet tall, and I swear she was getting even larger but that could have been the panic. She emerged from the Hudson, placing one enormous foot right in the center of an intersection, debris exploding upwards, cracks forming across the pavement, and every building in Manhattan swaying in response.

She then lifted her entire body on that one leg, like some kind of impossible monolith, as tons and tons of woman just rose even higher into the air. She was easily over a thousand feet tall at this point. She then began walking south bound down the avenue, the tower shaking with yet another footstep. Her arms raised above her head, her hands stretched out like they could pluck us right out of this tower, but they then settled on the back of her head as she looked down the canyons of down town, her arms now raised above the rooftops of the smaller buildings surrounding her.

The tower shook so hard with her next few steps that I was sure it would fall. That was when I finally snapped out of it and whipped out my phone and snapped this shot. A moment later the tower swayed again as she walked by, the air she was displacing nudging the tower away. The top of her head only a few dozen floors below us. It was the most surreal and terrifying thing I'd ever experienced, trapped 1,776 feet up in the air with only a flimsy pane of glass separating you from a hotter version of Godzilla.

Description
I was being a pretty stereotypical tourist on a trip through New York City, seeing the sights and all that. I was enjoying my time up on the observation deck of the One World Trade Center, marveling at the views of the city, when suddenly the entire building shook like a bomb went off.
A few people were knocked to their feet from the sudden sway of the building and everyone was a little stunned for a moment. Then again, the entire building shook and swayed, this time a little harder. Panic struck the crowd as people immediately ran for the stairs. No one wanted to be part of another 9/11. But then we heard a voice that stopped us all in our tracks. A voice louder than any jet engine or concert could be.

"Hello! Excuse me, please! Big Jess coming through!"

Every single pair of eyeballs on the deck shot back in the direction of the voice as the sound waves rocked the building. She was massive, easily hundreds of feet tall, and I swear she was getting even larger but that could have been the panic. She emerged from the Hudson, placing one enormous foot right in the center of an intersection, debris exploding upwards, cracks forming across the pavement, and every building in Manhattan swaying in response.

She then lifted her entire body on that one leg, like some kind of impossible monolith, as tons and tons of woman just rose even higher into the air. She was easily over a thousand feet tall at this point. She then began walking south bound down the avenue, the tower shaking with yet another footstep. Her arms raised above her head, her hands stretched out like they could pluck us right out of this tower, but they then settled on the back of her head as she looked down the canyons of down town, her arms now raised above the rooftops of the smaller buildings surrounding her.

The tower shook so hard with her next few steps that I was sure it would fall. That was when I finally snapped out of it and whipped out my phone and snapped this shot. A moment later the tower swayed again as she walked by, the air she was displacing nudging the tower away. The top of her head only a few dozen floors below us. It was the most surreal and terrifying thing I'd ever experienced, trapped 1,776 feet up in the air with only a flimsy pane of glass separating you from a hotter version of Godzilla.