The tank spurted a huge plume of white mist. The pressurised TEB in the tank was released. A combustion reaction occurred instantly, and flames spewed from the container, but the explosion that followed was only minor. Gas and smoke poured into the room, and Martin used the confusion to drag Anita toward the doors he came from, and tossed her into the lobby. Before he joined her, he fired the rest of the bullets. He knew he had very little time before the TEB fully reacted with the air.
His aim was true; he hit two other guards before discarding his gun and sprinting to catch up with Anita. They opened the glass doors and ran their hearing and vision falling victim to the explosion that grew behind them. Martin felt his left leg to be absent. He looked at it. It was there. But the bullet in it had numbed his legs altogether. It was sheer power of will and Anita’s shoulders that carried him through. The force of the blast began to catch up to them, and it felttheir legs no longer carried them.
Martin and Anita did not walk the last few feet to the concrete barrier. Neither did they run. They flew, literally. The force of the blast swept them off their feet and hurled them away from the blast epicentre. Martin cushioned Anita’s fall to the ground the second they reached the concrete barrier on the other side of the lot. Barely in time before a wave of shrapnel came flying at them after the explosion.
When Martin was finally able to hear the fire alarms blaring around him, he unwrapped his arms from Anita and looked back at the building. It existed as little more than a pile of blackened rubble in a large crater from which a cloud of smoke grew, floating up into the night sky.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)
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