Imlay nodded, and grabbed something from his vest. It looked like a thick cylinder with a yellow curved tip and inserted it into the bottom length of his black tube. Gilda couldn’t follow what happened next. All she heard was a thumping sound, like a hiccup in the air, and the next thing she knew was there was a small flash of light and a deafening explosion that had her recoiling backwards. Dust flew everywhere, making her cover her eyes, as more bursts of thunder echoed for a few more seconds before it finally died down. 