Narration(Marozi): There is a proper barbarian horde of people silently fleeing the terror of Lethe Park.
Narration(Marozi): And from the horrors I read on their faces…he must have put on a knockout show.
Narration(Marozi): And hit them hard in their minds to make it stick.
Punk: What are you trying to get everyone killed?
Punk: Going upstream like an idiot. Someone trips in a crowd this thick and gets trampled to death.
Punk: Later, Creep.
Marozi: Blessings, my son.
Narration(Marozi): Guess I’ll take a shortcut.
Narration(Marozi): I’ve got to find Qureshi and make him give away free scones until the panic stops.