THURSDAY

We all just looked at each other, exchanging gazes periodically. It lasted for a few silent minutes.

"Wait—what in hell is going on?!" The tyrant yelled angrily.

"You were about to drop the bomb on 'em sir," one of his minions said, that one I had been previously locked in with in a staring match, which I apparently won because he had lost concentration and looked away at the voice of his boss.

"Oh, yeah..." he said, faking remembrance.

"Should ...