Lonely Avenue

It was a Friday night 7pm, the sky was dark blue and the moon looked bright as always, but something was different. No one was walking in the streets just some homeless guy talking to a guard in a very important building. I was seating in a bench almost next to the building, like a always do. I heard someone say attack, but maybe they were talking about some movie or something like that, but it still intrigued me, so I passed by them.

I swear I could have heard the word attack again, it freaked me out. They started talking about some football game when I entered a nearby pharmacy, I could see they had changed what they were talking about. I went out, and they weren't there, it freaked me out, I turn around. And there they are, holding posters in the middle of the night, saying we want the CEO out of our company! They were a bunch of people coming my way, I called the police, because they were in a state of anarchy. And I suppose that when I heard the word attack was maybe, because they were planning a conspiracy. I could hear both of the sirens of the police car coming ahead, and the Protestants yelling. I ran a block away, I could see the police apprehended the group of people, some wanted freedom, and to escape, but couldn't get away.