Willy pushed through the gents door, alerting his two assailants.
"Over there. He’s over there," Damien screamed and ran after him.
Willy entered the gents toilets. He had a quick decision to make. Two men were at the urinals relieving themselves. They turned to look at him.
"Get out of here, now."
The two men chuckled to themselves and turned down to their waists, continuing to pee.
"I mean it."
Still, they wouldn’t respond. Willy thought of an idea, "There’s a fire in the building. Get out now."
The man laughed harder, treating the announcement as a joke.
Willy stepped back and wedged his foot against the gents door. The pane of glass blackened as Damien and Ian made their way and tried to barge in.
They were unsuccessful. Willy’s foot kept them out, but wouldn’t do so for much
