Introducing setting and characters

The rain smashed relentlessly against the window pane of the old apartment. The tempestuous wind swept through the narrow cuts in the walls. Every shard of glass on the floor smothered with light from the cracked bulb. He lay on the dusty, wooden floorboards between the torn sheets of his bed and the ripped curtains that once sat in the storage cupboard above him. 

 His only motion, his breathing. Covered in a mixture of dust and rain he gradually opened his eyes. Woken by the sound of thunder plus the smell of cigarette smoke. A song still playing from his recently fractured phone; the only other sound besides the frequent thundercracks and the sirens.