Of course, what could bring more excitement than a display of Earth's mighiest natural disaster!
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Miles away, the police station was being evacuated. News was picked up via the radio signal from a geological survey team that an 8.5 earthquake was about to strike. It was a frantic race to get out of California as fast as possible...
Meanwhile at (soon-to-be ironically named) Standing Mall, the ground began to shake.
"What's going on?!" Tino asked.
Lights began to break loose and the ceiling began to fall and walls began to crack.
"EARTHQUAKE!" James yelled as a piece of the ceiling fell down on him and crushed his torso.
Everything rumbled as the building crumpled under the shockwave. Colin moved out from under a table he grabbed when the ceiling began to fall, right as a ceiling light became disconnected. Our hero lost consciousness as it hit him in the head.
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Colin clutched his head as he realized it was damp.He felt around the floor for something until he felt the outline of a... PHONE!
Colin slid it open as the menu shone in front of him.
"Good, no password lo-ooooo- AH!" he screamed as he saw an arm sticking out of the rubble of where the phone used to be.
He looked at his hand and realized it was covered in blood.
"FUCK." He spat.
"Like, hello?" a ditzy, feminine voice called from the darkness.
Colin turned the camera on and accessed low light mode. He turned it to the intact entrance of a tanning salon as saw a sunburt looking blonde with DD breasts and fat, swollen nipples.
'A bimbo.' Colin thought as he inadvertently said "Double fuck."
"Is someone, like, there? Who turned the lights off?" she called out.
Colin frantically stuffed the phone in his pocket and hugged the wall.
He slowly crept along the wall as the scent of oozing musk filled his nostrils. The bimbo was getting closer, her thobbing clit leaking onto the floor as the bimbo fingered herself in preparation of a possible hottie. He slid along the wall as quietly as he could, feeling up every little nook and cranny as the bimbo strutted along.
"Hellllo, anybody there?" the bimbo asked.
Colin froze admist the darkness, sweating a gallon a minute.
"Huh, guess nobody's there, this sucks." the blonde audibly pouted as she strutted off, her feet sloshing in her sticky wet cum.
Colin let out a deep breath as he continued to feel up the wall.
"Okay, okay..." he whispered to himself while checking the wall "rebar, rebar, concrete, boob, boob, concrete... wait, what?"
Colin switched on the phone and saw that he was groping...