Thump, thump Something knocks against the wall your table is at, like they are trying to take the wall out. Thump, thump, thump Plaster starts to rain down on you, into your cup and it is only through sheer luck that you dodge the giant fist that comes through the wall on the height where your head was. Aghast you look around the shop where people are already screeching, running to the door, looking to the back of the shop. "Come with me, if you want to live!", flames shoot by you.
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