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Jun 06, 2006 22:05

The Alhambra is losing a hoard of customers tonight.

A steady stream began to pour out unexpectedly into Times Square, colliding with startled passersby who had been troubled by the load roars coming from the Alhambra. Those who had not been in the interior of the Alhambra could merely read the shining marquee atop the theater. Simple reason told them things had gone awry with the eighth wonder of the world. Those blessed with that simple kind of reason ran alongside the fleeing masses of bejeweled ladies and tuxedoed men, blending into a classless throng of terror.

Jack Driscoll and Mary Anne Bell, the last to leave the auditorium, manage to catch up with the rest, exiting the Alhambra seconds before Kong breaks through the roof onto the marquee itself, smashing it easily and bounding onto the street below.

Those who haven’t panicked yet are panicking now. It’s not a casual occurrence, seeing an angry, giant ape descend on New York City, and it’s rather not something worth watching. Running from, though? Oh, yes.

Times Square is now what they call a “hotbed of terror.”
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