passes below rapidly. The Colonel looks at it confused, but there is no time to examine it in any great detail as the he grabs the Sergeant’s shoulder and yells at the rest of the soldiers to take cover.

They each turn instinctively and run, charging down the tracks to put as much distance between them and the incoming explosion. But after running for longer than the expected time they’d unconsciously estimated it would take to make impact they stop and look back towards the tracks. There was no blast.

Now just a series of screams rings out from the direction of the bridge and they rush back to check what is going on. They find the soldiers are now dead and the civilians are standing there, looking at each other in disbelief.