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Dismembered????" The law students had been called and jetted to Trifalgar Square and were getting an earfull. A report was heard. Gunshots? Fireworks? People helping people change their outfits wondered out loud as everyone inside fell silent. Glass broke and a projectile thumped onto a stolen "cafè table" that was actually a big spool for cable or wire. Voices shouted from the shadows: Come out, come out vherevah yooooos are. Just a spot of flesh peeking out between black gloves and blackish long coat revealed human forms amongst shubbery. "Yah! Dis eesz TRIFALGAR, NOT TRIFAGGOT pussies. " A man with a hand over the mouth of a woman in a more than twenty minute shock scream when she'd come to being cut out of a sar-coph-o-caus pulled our front line of just good citizens back, back. Someone scrambled forth to blow out a candle and felt for the thing that had thumped onto the table. It was a large ston...
