The Event (568 hits)
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Submitted by Feijuada (View user info) at 2005-04-21 06:08:16 EDT
As I disembarked from the train, I heard a loud whooshing sound. I looked up in time to see the People's Bank building a few blocks away from the train station explode, possibly because what seemed to have been a rocket had slammed into it hardly a second before. The rocket was now a large amount of shrapnel flying through the air and embedding itself into people and nearby buildings.
I dropped my duffel bags, and hurried away from the train, which was quite easy because everyone else wanted to do the same thing. Christ knew what had happened, but it was probably wise to get away from the train station, which, being a somewhat significant building, could either have crosshairs pointed at it or a few ticking packages hidden in a couple of trash cans.
While I was hurrying down the stairwell, there was another whooshing sound, and this time I felt the explosion. It passed through my body in a single great wave, dizzying me. I fell. A few kicks in the ribs were enough encouragement to get back up and keep going.
As I exited into the street, I saw with great relief that this street was undamaged. That would make it easier to travel, and an undamaged street meant there were no damaged people who would make you feel guilty (later) when you don't look back.
I looked north. No smoke was visible in the night sky, and even though the city's sky was partially illuminated didn't mean that nothing had happened there, either. I heard a gun fire behind me. That cinched things. I began walking north at a quick walk. Others were running, but now that there were guns involved, it might be a better idea to simply walk quickly and make myself less of a target.
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About an hour later, I paused to get my bearings. Three other rockets had hit the city, each time forcing me to move in a different direction. The streets were filled with people and cars, but no person I asked could tell me what was happening. I kept watch over my wallet. Whatever was happening, it was always a good idea to carry a little cash with you.
I also patted my other pocket to make sure my cell phone was secure. My cell phone! I took it out, but to my disappointment, NO SERVICE was emblazoned on the tiny screen. Fuck. I looked around. The city was a huge mess. Local gangs, while usually not very dangerous, liked to steal street signs. I had no clue where I was.
I heard a commotion, and turned to look. A group of ten cops were traveling down the street in full riot gear. As they walked, they were pelted with questions, most of them belonging to two general categories: "What's happening?!" and "Die, fuckers!" The city had a large minority population.
One man in the center of the group had a bullhorn, and was shouting instructions to the people. The man apparently wanted the people to evacuate- what, ALL of Connecticut?! "All civilians are ordered to evacuate the State of Connecticut. Transportation will be provided at the downtown train station."
At this, someone yelled "You dumb cocks, they blew up the train station! IT'S FUCKING GONE!" I felt a little weak in the knees. The cop was undisturbed by this piece of news, and continued with his message: "All civilians are required to cooperate with Military officials. Disobedience is a criminal offence under Sec. 233 of the Connecticut Special Emergencies Code and is punishable with life in prison!"
The crowd became visibly agitated. The Special Emergencies Code was for, as its name stated, "Special Emergencies". The Code could existed to be implemented if something totally bizarre had happened, like in aliens had dropped out of the sky and started blasting things or if a city suddenly disappeared. It really had no reason to exist.
The same person as before yelled "I ain't doin' what NO ONE tells me to do! Fuck you, Nazis!" A rock was thrown, and was soon accompanied with several others. Their brothers soon followed. The crown exploded. I heard a pistol, but I had seen automatics with the cops. I hustled. Everyone (that is, everyone with a brain in their head) knew that with the Code in place, they could throw people in jail for years, but it was much easier to just kill them on the spot.
What could have happened? It had to be something totally mind-boggling. If it was just America-haters, the Code would not be implemented. I pushed it out of my mind because already a dozen sci-fi scenarios were playing themselves out in my head, and I needed a clear head.
I heard more gunshots back were the crowd was. I moved a little faster.
User Reviews
Submitted by Vulva (user info) at 2005-05-31 16:06:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
HaaaaHaaaaa ahhhh
you -2'd yourself...I am giving you +2's for the rest of this week
Submitted by Feijuada (user info) at 2005-05-31 15:45:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
This was pretty bad.
Submitted by bulldog (user info) at 2005-05-21 18:59:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
head
Submitted by CanucksFan (user info) at 2005-04-22 16:23:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
Only thing that kept this from -2 is the picture
Submitted by choc_bongo (user info) at 2005-04-21 07:32:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
"each time forcing me to move in a different direction"
I think you're the target - they're probably using you're cell phone to track you.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-04-21 07:28:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
How about the whole thing being a pre-emptive strike by China?
Submitted by knucklesnelson (user info) at 2005-04-21 07:16:29 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
i got nuthin
Submitted by Feijuada (user info) at 2005-04-21 06:11:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Give me ideas, people!