As the one of the most popular London street cafes began to fill up with busy bankers hoping for a quick respite, the traffic outside quickly became dire. With the daily mid-day rush, the packed double Decker red buses stopped outside the cafe.
The cafe was then in the presence of 3 policeman who wanted a quick coffee before the next patrol, they spoke and laughed with the citizens whom they served proudly. The cafe’s atmosphere was friendly and calm, the 50” tv on the wall, showing the usual state news channel which was currently on Oparan news. As the life went past, the street which was full of bankers on their break, the traffic at a stand still.
Suddenly the sudden explosion tore out of the cafe. Sending taxis flying into the buses they lay next to. People on the pavement outside the cafe went flying into the cars on the street. The windows surrounding the cafe smashed sending hundreds of thousands of shards onto the already injured people below.
As the dust settled out emerged one survivor, screaming, covered in blood holding her friends arm. Chaos ensued as the police came running down the road. Looking shocked at the damage the explosion had caused.
Untied Informer News broadcast
“Hello, if you have just joined us, our current headline is the recent bombing in London, which occurred around 20 minuets ago. Reports of a explosion came in around 3 minuets after the explosion, police reports that the Ramerion cafe in Galenion hill was destroyed. Emergency services are attending the area. Current estimates for casualties are at 43 dead, 21 injured. However 3 survivors have been found.
The Police have banned all travel on the underground facing fears of another attack. Therefore there are transport delays across London. We recommend that all commuters check travel information before making their journey.” The new reporter struggled to contain the tears, as the news that his beloved city yet again had come under attack.
Emergency Cabinet meeting, 2 hours later
“Sorry about the lateness ladies and gentlemen, Prime Minister. Traffic is awful across London” The Home Secretary ran into the office, panting.
“As we were saying, what group is responsible?” The Prime minister asked the Director of the Home Legion.
“Well no known terrorist group has claimed responsibility. We were suspecting socialist groups or South Aventan cells. However after beginning our investigation we may have a lead. One group, unknown of origin, has recently received a transfer of £2.4 million. Now thats alot for a one person, therefore we will investigate and trace the money.” The Director smiled back.
“Excellent Mr Valar. I want to be informed with everystep of the way. And when you do find then, arrest them and make them pay. For the rest of you, we must remain vigilant, united and brave.” Kadar smiled at the Cabinet.
"Oh before we all leave, the casualties have come to 47 dead and 25 injured. Alot if you tell me. This was well planned, we must hunt these bastards done and kill them all" The Home Secretary looked down. Saddened by the news.
"Mr. Valar, i want these murdering wankers dead by tomorrow morning. Understand?" Kadar's faced changed, more people had died that even the emergency services predicted.
"Il try my best Prime Minister, its our top priority." The Director Smiled.