The rain:
The pedestrian street now looked like a flood. Scared People panicked one after the other. Most of them ran away, some were petrified, trapped in the rain by their own fear.
A couple abandoned their little boy. Mr. Queen was frightened by the somewhat excessive and disorderly reaction of his fellow human beings.
He was always staring at his hands in a puzzled way.
Then he drew his tongue.
He swallowed a few drops and almost choked to death.
He spat and coughed a sweet taste in the mouth. He was right, but he couldn't believe it. He wiped his mouth from the back of his sleeve.
He shouted,"It's fucking crazy, but it's crazy!!"
He then approached the woman who was still shouting "It's blood! Oh! Oh, my God! It's raining blood!"
Her dress had changed colour.
He grabbed her by the shoulders and said softly:
"But no, look, ma' am, it's not blood, it's grenadine... grenadine."
The woman raised her head. Her eyes were viscous and strangely fixed.
He spoke to her again:
"Ma' am, can you hear me?Calm down, it's just grenadine syrup!" He noticed a hint of disbelief in his own voice.
The woman collapsed clean. His head hit the paved floor violently.
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