Within The Faults

I only had a few seconds to wonder. Customers all around me dropped what they were holding, looking up at the ceiling or down at the vibrating floor. They stood around like cows in a thunderstorm, their mouths agape as dust and debris trickled down on their heads. The lights and electricity burnt out with sizzling and popping sounds for the final time. A smell of burning plastic filled the air. And then the roof started to cave in, and the ground opened up below us like a hungry mouth.

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