
Transcript
Garai imagines looting and violence, watches a building fall in the distance, and hears a robbery nearby before smiling nervously.
Panel 1: GARAI (thought): There is going to be chaos. People won't think clearly. GARAI (thought): Once a few people begin looting, the rest of the people will resort to violence to protect themselves. GARAI (thought): Unless enough people decide to coalesce into a functional society, everything will digress into chaos. GARAI (thought): Maybe I should do something... Panel 2: Sign: 8 Twelve [SFX: CREAK] [SFX: BLAM!] Panel 3: Shadowed figure: No! Please! Don't! Panel 4: Woman: Thief! Help! Panel 5: (no dialogue) (Garai sweats and smiles nervously)
