"Now, get on your knees."
Gloved hands grab you from behind and throw you to the ground, before the champion of hell who had taken out his great sword and was holding it with both hands.
Most of your cellmates had been killed by your captors, and their bodies lay on the ground with their heads severed. The shadow had collected the heads, you did not know why, and it did not matter much, in a matter of seconds you would join them. The hooded woman had disappeared from the map, had said something about "not staying for the Slaughter" leaving the great sword warrior with his goons all the dirty work.
“What´s that?” A female voice behind you, surely it was Lucy, the only survivor, apart from you, of that carnage.
"Silence!" You can hear the voice of one of the guards. You hear a thud followed by a grunt of pain. Despite that, it hadn't seemed to have caused any effect on the captive, her voice was even more urgent.
“God! Is that what I think it is!?”
“Silence animal!” You can hear the drawing of a sword. But it was already too late.
You don't get to see how the bomb falls, but you do see the blaze. Time seemed to have stopped in the basement. Moving your head, you can see through the window how a dome-shaped cloud rose behind the ruined buildings.
A few seconds later, the shock wave hits the police station.