"Holy is a possibility." Jim nodded. "Infernal is another one. Too early to tell what it is." He scratched his chin. "Maybe it could even be eldrich. You never know what those weird things are getting involved." He shook his head when his customer started talking again. "Uh well. I don't know. Mass hallucination could be one reason, or we're involved in something too big to be placed on human shoulders." He put his hand on the woman's back. "Whatever it is I'm sure things over there will work themselves out, and if not, and we're the only hope (Spinoza's God helps us) then you having a panic attack isn't going to do any good. Breath. Deep breaths. Focus on getting the air into your stomach."
The screaming on the tv got louder. The reporter, near breathless, screamed "Their killing everyone. Their killing everyone down there and none of the soldier's weapons seem to be doing any good. I'm sorry. I can't stay." Then the camera fell on the back of the newsman as he raced away as fast as he could. He got ten steps before something blew the top half of his body into a clean mist.
The screaming on the tv got louder. The reporter, near breathless, screamed "Their killing everyone. Their killing everyone down there and none of the soldier's weapons seem to be doing any good. I'm sorry. I can't stay." Then the camera fell on the back of the newsman as he raced away as fast as he could. He got ten steps before something blew the top half of his body into a clean mist.