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I was in an interior and hiding a bit as some bunch of people whom I thought were criminal types went by nearby. I fancied they were up to no good with babies. Not sure if I assumed them to be occult types, or simply ordinary criminal baby-stealers, but they seemed to me to be dangerous.
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Being in a building, a sort of Roj Blakish or Robin Hoodish character (perhaps part of such a band of rebel types). I was staying away from a 'Sherrif' type character, whatever authority was trying to nab us. It appeared a bomb of some sort had been planted, and the authorities notified. This had been done (by whatever group I was a member of?) to sow confusion, cause panic and embarrass the authorities.
Perhaps some 'collatoral damge' had been deemed acceptable. But I decided it was a definite no-no to leave the 'bomb' (which seemed to be a rather small object on a shirt, something rigged to look like a transceiver of sorts, almost like a Star Trek-style comm-badge) anywhere it might cause civilian casualties. I snuck into the room the shirt was in, grabbed it (hoping I'd gotten all of the planned bomb, that there wasn't more to it I'd missed), eluded the searching hench people of the authority, and went down to an atrium area of the building, planning to put the device out there, in hopes that'd reduce/eliminated any danger to the civilians. And yeah, along the way I was worried I might take too long to find a good place to leave it, and well...suddenly go ka-blooie. Which was not a pleasant possibility.
And there was a cleaning lady out there who didn't seem to understand English, or not enough to communicate how important it was that she leave the atrium. But another bystander nearby was able to get through to her, and she came inside the building proper. I hurried out into the open area, lay down the shirt, then hustled back inside, closing an open door, in the hopes of keeping the upcoming blast's force from having instant access to the building's interior. I then warned everyone bystanding (just a few people) to hurry up and get away from the glass, that it might be shattering soon. It didn't seem to me they were moving fast enough (partly because they still didn't quite understand fully why it was dangerous to be out in/near the atrium), but then the little explosion went off...and it was small enough not to break any glass (that I saw). At any rate, the bystanders were not harmed.
Big relief - my impromptu mission had been accomplished. I headed back into the building's interior as the authorities began to arrive in that area in response to the explosion, once again taking care not to be nabbed by them and ran into some young fellow who knew I was one of the rebels. He seemed amused/impressed by what we'd accomplished. For now the authorities really had egg on their face, as there'd been no civilian casualties - this was very good PR for us (the rebel group). I started off to collect a few fellow rebels - I think my remaining challenge was to find them and us all get out without getting caught. So the danger wasn't completely over yet, but we were like 3/4 of the way there....
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Being in a building, a sort of Roj Blakish or Robin Hoodish character (perhaps part of such a band of rebel types). I was staying away from a 'Sherrif' type character, whatever authority was trying to nab us. It appeared a bomb of some sort had been planted, and the authorities notified. This had been done (by whatever group I was a member of?) to sow confusion, cause panic and embarrass the authorities.
Perhaps some 'collatoral damge' had been deemed acceptable. But I decided it was a definite no-no to leave the 'bomb' (which seemed to be a rather small object on a shirt, something rigged to look like a transceiver of sorts, almost like a Star Trek-style comm-badge) anywhere it might cause civilian casualties. I snuck into the room the shirt was in, grabbed it (hoping I'd gotten all of the planned bomb, that there wasn't more to it I'd missed), eluded the searching hench people of the authority, and went down to an atrium area of the building, planning to put the device out there, in hopes that'd reduce/eliminated any danger to the civilians. And yeah, along the way I was worried I might take too long to find a good place to leave it, and well...suddenly go ka-blooie. Which was not a pleasant possibility.
And there was a cleaning lady out there who didn't seem to understand English, or not enough to communicate how important it was that she leave the atrium. But another bystander nearby was able to get through to her, and she came inside the building proper. I hurried out into the open area, lay down the shirt, then hustled back inside, closing an open door, in the hopes of keeping the upcoming blast's force from having instant access to the building's interior. I then warned everyone bystanding (just a few people) to hurry up and get away from the glass, that it might be shattering soon. It didn't seem to me they were moving fast enough (partly because they still didn't quite understand fully why it was dangerous to be out in/near the atrium), but then the little explosion went off...and it was small enough not to break any glass (that I saw). At any rate, the bystanders were not harmed.
Big relief - my impromptu mission had been accomplished. I headed back into the building's interior as the authorities began to arrive in that area in response to the explosion, once again taking care not to be nabbed by them and ran into some young fellow who knew I was one of the rebels. He seemed amused/impressed by what we'd accomplished. For now the authorities really had egg on their face, as there'd been no civilian casualties - this was very good PR for us (the rebel group). I started off to collect a few fellow rebels - I think my remaining challenge was to find them and us all get out without getting caught. So the danger wasn't completely over yet, but we were like 3/4 of the way there....
