The concussion from the blast knocks all five of you from your seats. You bang your head against a wall. Dazed, you catch Electra's eye. She's already barking instructions into her phone.
"Are we under attack?" you ask.
She shakes her head. "It's not just us. It's all over Seattle."
No one is seriously hurt. It's fortunate that MetaHuman Tower has safety glass on every floor. As Leach leads you from the meeting room, Electra falls quiet, gripping her phone to her ear, relaying information as it comes to her.
"It's every thirty seconds or so. There have been maybe ten explosions so far, and it's still going on. There's no identifiable pattern. A few have been at ground level; most have been at some point of elevation. There's no visible cause for these blasts: it's like the air itself is exploding."
This is what happened to MetaHuman, you suppose: one of these explosions must have occurred in the sky near the tower. The concussion broke some glass, but the damage could have been far worse overall.
Electra pauses. "An explosion hit Psion's headquarters. The whole building just collapsed."
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