“Eww.”<br/>Cheryl looked at the blood spatters on her clothes and quickly took most of it off before disappearing into a fitting room.<br/><br/>Michelle in the meantime had given up on trying to make a phone call and joined the manager and his employees in staring at the ‘things’ outside. Most of them walked by and the screaming had now almost completely faded. Outside the shop it was now a blur of choking and growling noises as most people were dead. Occasionally they would be disturbed by a scream from a person trying to hide somewhere in vain.<br/><br/>They just stood watching, not really sure what was happening.<br/><br/>“Okay now can somebody plea…”<br/>“Shh..”<br/><br/>Cheryl came out the fitting room just as the three ‘things’ at the door were quiet and about to move on. Her coming out, startled them again and Michelle immediately tried to silence her.<br/><br/>“Don’t shush me! What’s going on!”<br/><br/>Michelle ignored her friend but gave her a devastating look.<br/><br/>“How the fuck should I know what’s going on?” she hissed at Cheryl.<br/>“Well have you tried calling the police?”<br/><br/>Cheryl wasn’t lowering her voice and now the entire shop was ready to toss her out.<br/>“They react to sound so could you please keep your voice down if you really have to say something?”<br/><br/>“The phone’s dead,” Cheryl then said after trying to call the police.<br/><br/>Michelle rolled her eyes and walked up to Cheryl.<br/>“Your friend was killed by those things outside. Her blood was all over you and when they get to us they will do the same to us. Now could you please, please for the love of applepie, keep your mouth shut. We don’t know what’s going on but it’s not good. Maybe it’s Al Qaeda or Iran, fuck knows but just shut up Cheryl.”<br/><br/>That message seemed to have gotten through to Cheryl as she kept quiet and sat down on a chair near the counter.<br/>