"F-Fuck..."
James shouted in panic as he felt a violent tremor. Cracks appeared on the floor, and small bits of debris scattered everywhere.
This nightmare lasted about five minutes before there were signs it was coming to an end.
"What the hell is going on?"
Struggling to stand up after the quake, Liam grimaced as he crawled out from under the table, glancing around.
"Everything okay?"
But his concern was a bit excessive.
"Okay, my ass! I've been mentally traumatized."
"Well, in that case, it's fine." Liam rolled his eyes, glancing at James and Lewis, who were slowly crawling out from under the nearby table.
With intense focus, Lewis looked up at the ceiling with a worried expression and said,
"Maybe a large explosion just happened."
