...as they turned the corner...

It was a silent, starry night. The sky felt timid, as if scared of something. The moon cowered behind dark clouds.Coincidently two undercover spies strolled the silent streets. Casually gossiping. As they turned the corner a car swiftly cut the corner, narrowly missing them, tyres screeched, spraying them with bullets. Then the action took place. A scream was planted in the spy's throat. The bullets hit one spy square on the chest. A dog barked frantically. A baby erupted. Wails pierced the air. A fire stood ablaze, roaring. Help wasn't coming. The fire exploded violently.