"And then we realized they disattached the car with the supplies." A chunk of train tunnel smashed into the concrete floor and burst into powder.
"Why are all these people half naked?"
"We'll find out."
"Here, take these." Filter straws.
Fires and choking smoke. Militants in head scarves. Blood and guts from tramplings. Shouting in speakers. "What are they saying? The over and over part."
"Now you are nothing, and we are in control."
Heaps of military uniforms. Mounds of purses and wallets. Flags in oily grime.
"Take these," a man and woman giving stacks of credit cards to armored figures with machine guns.
"If. If we survive until some Allies get here."
Bomblasts and crumbling ceiling added to the density of the thick air. People passing babies and small children towards the rails, and down under the ledge of platform.
"Why can't they stop the terrorists?"
"We don't use that word."
"Right. What is extreme in total war?"
"I wonder if it's like some other places in the world where no one can dislodge workers in career streams. And the workers are all interchangeable."
"Well maybe that, and, one cannot legally accuse a criminal without a trial, without evidence."
"And, one cannot assume someone will repeat offend. Or, pre-accuse someone of being violent. They get freed and are re-taken in by some groups."
"Stretch your leg. Reach that bottle of water. I have vitamins."
"THIS PLACE IS NOT ON THEIR MAPS!!!!"
"FUCK."
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