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“Where do we go Casey?” said Abe.
“Nowhere,” an unexpected voice spoke.
The sound of breaking glass was coming from everywhere. All windows seemed to be smashed simultaneous. They didn’t know where to look; didn’t know where to go.
Armed men shoved their rifles through the broken windows, ready to fire the unfortunate, unprotected bunch of people in the middle of the canteen. Casey and his men, their weapons ready to fire, didn’t do anything. They were in doubt what to do.
“Put down your weapons, you pathetic fools,” a dark voice said to the frightened people standing in the middle of the canteen. Nowhere to hide; nowhere to run. “We have surrounded the entire place. There’s no way out; unless I will let you.”
Everybody looked at the window where a grey haired man was calmly watch
