"Do we know what happened to this?" one of them was yelling.
    "They said there was some sort of bombs, and high-explosive fuel."
    "Wonderful. Is there anyone else here, are they gonna get attacked again?" the first one asked nervously.
    "I don't know."
    "Man, I hate this!"
    "I'm sure whatever the problem is, the Revolution'll be able to take of it, though."
    "Oh yeah, those guys are great. They really—hey, there's something moving in there! Hey, mister, get out of there, what're you—" He ran forward, spraying foam, looked around.
    "What're you doing?!"
    "I don't know, I saw somebody in there!"
    "Man, nobody is in there. It's about 800 degrees Celsius in there, nobody's in there."
    "Just thought I saw someone in there, and he was carrying something out."
    "I don't know, man, I think you're going crazy," the other shook his head.

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