There she was, standing right in the middle of a huge mob. The crazy fans, loud noise and cheers did evoke an expression on her face. She wanted to dance.

The clock was pacing its way and the time getting closer, but she held her nerves.

“Run away or else I’ll blow myself up”, she whispered and showed the jacket she was wearing.

The mob of fans started running berserk. Meanwhile the authorities and security grabbed her and took her away.

A bomb exploded.

The band and the fans were alive.

She danced, averting the mass murder at the concert.

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