"It's Arabella-" Her arms wrapped around the pole, frantically holding on to it for dear life as her eyes searched for the two men. "I- don't- mind, really-" The pole itself was wrenching hard, the ground beneath them cracking up as concrete divided. People were running from the wall now, bodies scattering like ants that flowed across the park, specks on a green whole.
She squinted her eyes shut for a moment, not wanting to see it, hearing nothing but their screaming.