The crush of bodies was a tide that Tattletale and I had to push through. There were a thousand or more scared people in our immediate area, surging against and around us.
Quite natural, given the weight these sirens have. People are scared enough in this city when the sirens aren’t blaring.
Even our costumes didn’t give people much pause or reason to give us space. Thoughtless in their panic,
The panic alone is gonna kill people before the Endbringer even arrives.
the crowd was guided only by the barricades of policemen and police cars that had been established at the intersections to guide the masses to the shelters.
Oh, good to see they’re not completely unguided.
Everybody had been informed, in the pamphlets that came in the mail and in schools, about emergency procedures.
I have a feeling that in a world like this, people take emergency procedures a bit more seriously than in ours. Hopefully.
There were multi-level shelters spaced around the city, enough for people to hunker down in for a few hours. They’d all been told that they could bring our larger pets if the animals could be trusted to behave.
“if the animals could be trusted to ignore” seems like a guideline most people would ignore.
Taylor’s narration is mixing “they” and “our”, here, and that’s despite the fact that she doesn’t personally have a larger pet. This could either hold some kind of meaning about Taylor’s view of herself relative to the rest of the people, or be Wildbow changing “we” into “they” and forgetting to make the “our” reflect it.
They could bring only necessary medical supplies and what they could have on their person. People weren’t allowed to use their cars, unless they were in one of the areas on the periphery of town.
Last thing you want is a traffic jam or panicked flattening of equally panicked pedestrians.
Too easy for there to be an accident in the panic and hurry, leaving everyone else stuck in a traffic jam when disaster arrived.
Exactly. Don’t panic and drive, folks.
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