The gates in front of Vikram are about to close.
The gap is reducing second by second.
Three people wide …
Two people wide…
One person wide ..
Vikram could not bear it any more.
This place is not like the first defense line, which was set in a plain.
It is like a little line of steel closing the door to a mountain cave, set amidst the strongest rock boulders. Before, he was able to run on, for there were no birds directly behind his arse. Now, there is an entire flock.
Vikram would forever be a plate meal as soon as doors close with him outside.
Thus, putting his life in the hands of fate, Vikram jumped, hoping to make it inside.
The bird behind him became anxious, thus, it also jumped, opening its mouth wide.
The next events happened in slow motion.
The guard behind the door pulled the pin off a grenade, threw it into the bird's mouth.
