"Our train was late."

  One explained to another.  A shirtless man with a deep gouge wrist to elbow sniffed the air.  

  "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.