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Sunlight poured through the towering glass facade, painting the office in a golden hue. The symphony of office sounds — coffee machines humming, keyboards tapping, and colleagues conversing — played its usual tune.
Engrossed in her work, Maya barely noticed the approaching tap of high heels until the world tilted.
The atmosphere cracked with gunfire, and primal screams echoed across the floor. Panic swept through the cubicles like wildfire, faces twisted in terror.
Maya’s heart raced, a trapped bird desperate for escape. Yet, amid the chaos, a spark of clarity lit within her. This wasn’t the time for panic; it was the time for action.
Sarah(bursting in, eyes wide with terror): Maya! They’re here! Terrorists! We have to get out!
Maya (rising calmly): Easy, Sarah. Take a deep breath. Tell me what you saw.
Sarah (hyperventilating): Armed men stormed the lobby.
Maya: Alright, stay here. I’m going to assess the situation.
