The smell of gas was in the air, that's all he could smell in his car. He ignored it, pulling out a cigar. He struck the match to light it. Boom.
The police investigation was a joke, and the junior officer assigned was a joke also. He was returning to the police station to check evidence, he pulled open the double French doors. A wall of fire hit him sending him flying. The police station was gone. He pulled his gun out and fired at the station. He thought the attacker shot a missile, so he fired right into the center of the destroyed building. He heard someone scream, a man in an orange jail suit dropped to his left. Oops, he muttered turning the gun around. Bang. He saw the propane tank. Too late. Boom. The man who shot the propane tank was blown up. He was miraculously still alive. He decided to shoot himself in the foot. Bang! He screamed, the blood gushing from his foot. A small child crawled over. The little beast picked up
The gun and shot him 9999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 times.
The End