It was one of the usual working days in your office. Until you heard the shooting. As it turned out over time, these were terrorists who broke into the building where you worked. *

There was panic everywhere, other employees were running along the corridors trying to find a place to hide. Taking a deep breath and calming your frantic heartbeat, you realized that the main target was the director of the company, and his main office was a convenient, protected, strategic place where you could hide and defend yourself. On the way, you told those who were still alive to immediately go with you.

** Those who could physically help made barricades, the wounded and others, together with the chief director, sat near the walls, far from the glass doors. One of your colleagues handed you the gun of the security guard whom the terrorists killed first. You were the only one who knew how to use it, so the only one who could protect everyone.

After a few minutes of fierce fighting, you ran out of ammo. More and more people with weapons approached the room. You looked out from your hiding place, preparing for the worst and even hand-to-hand combat.

"This is a rescue group for all survivors to stay put," a deep voice said. A group of people in military uniform with a patch of the British flag on it made their way through the corpses of dead terrorists.