Framed

Kaylor and Justin sat in the car, discussing between themselves as they waited. Justin glanced at the time on his phone and frowned. "Where the hell is Liam?" he muttered, tapping his screen nervously. 

Kaylor leaned forward. "Shh. Do you hear that?"

Justin paused, tilting his head. "Hear what?" 

"Listen," Kaylor insisted with a hushed tone.

Justin went silent, and then he heard it too: distant, frantic shouting coupled with cries of fear. They both exchanged panicked glances before bursting out of the car, running toward the noise.

The scene was utter madness. People scrambled in every direction, some crying, others yelling over one another. Kaylor's heart raced as she tried to make sense of it. "What the fuck is going on?!" she shouted, desperately trying to get someone's attention. 

Justin grabbed the arm of a girl who was rushing past them. "What happened?" he demanded.