[ The explosion was louder than anything that JJ had ever heard before, and the chaos that followed—he'd never seen people like this. People running; people crying; coughing, panicking, everything. The smoke was everywhere, ridiculously bright enough that JJ had almost thought this was a prank or some kind of festival until he'd seen the panic.
But nothing had been destroyed. The buildings weren't crumbling, and there weren't any people lying on the floor bleeding in the kind of scenes that movies had trained JJ to expect after an explosion like that.
There was nothing but disorientation and confusion, and JJ's certainly part of it, standing in the market district still at a complete loss.
He spots a woman crying eventually, and without really thinking about it, reaches out to see if she needs help, only to be greeting with a punch to the stomach so hard it sends him stumbling backwards, bent over and groaning in pain. ]
matt
But nothing had been destroyed. The buildings weren't crumbling, and there weren't any people lying on the floor bleeding in the kind of scenes that movies had trained JJ to expect after an explosion like that.
There was nothing but disorientation and confusion, and JJ's certainly part of it, standing in the market district still at a complete loss.
He spots a woman crying eventually, and without really thinking about it, reaches out to see if she needs help, only to be greeting with a punch to the stomach so hard it sends him stumbling backwards, bent over and groaning in pain. ]
—hgrk...