I heard a thundering sound that crashed the auditorium as the procession came to a dire halt.
The masses scattered around as some strange things were moving in.
They looked human, but they were all identical. People took cover as much as they could.
What on earth could these cloned humans want?
There were at least a dozen of them from what I could see, but things were disorienting with all the screaming going on.
Campus security better get a raise for dealing with this madness.
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