💕Michael Jackson This Is It Imagines 💕

Bomb Threat 💣

We were just shopping at the Mall and everything was fine at first.

Until someone started screaming bloody murder.

"W-what's happening"?

Michael whispered to me in a frightened tone.

I had no clue what was going on.

"It's probably just..."

And then...

...it happened.

A bomb exploded in a Macy's store, and then in a Nike's.

Everyone in the mall began to panic and run away from the area.

Then, Micheal's bodyguards received word from the police that another bomb was about to explode, and that it wasn't far from us.

"GO"!

Bill ushered us towards the front door and we all ran to get out of there.

Several people had either been killed or severely injured.

Parents were desperately trying to get themselves and their children out of the Mall.

The crowd was filled with people who were screaming and crying at what had just happened.

I could hear the police sirens and the ambulance outside the building.

Michael just wanted to be away from this place and never come back as he was very scared of the situation.

He was glad that his beloved kids were safe at Neverland with Grace the nanny.

But just as we were approaching the front door, two or three men jumped out.

They had bombs attached to their belts.

"GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR OR WE'LL KILL YOU"!

One of them had a large gun and from the sound of his voice, he probably wasn't joking around.

Everyone did what they were told and immediately got down on the floor with their hands behind their head.

Nobody dared to protest or say anything.

Outside, the police and the FBI were trying to forefully push down the front doors of the Mall.

Michael was already crying and he was holding my hand to try and stay calm.

Some of the bad guys kept a sharp eye on us and readied their weapons in case any of us tried to run away, while the others broke into various stores and took all the money from the cash registers.

I was wondering if the cops would ever get in here.

Then, a woman who was brave enough to outsmart the bad guys made her escape.

She climbed through a broken window, being careful not to cut herself on the pieces of broken glass.

When she found the cops, she told them how she got away.

So, that's how the police snuck in.

They did a surprise attack on the bad guys and were able to put them into handcuffs.

One of them aimed his gun at Michael and threatened to shoot him.

But not on my watch.

I quickly pulled out my scythe from my purse and ran to defeat the bad guy.

He tried to shoot me several times, but I was too fast for him.

I sliced him in half from his lower torso.

The crowds gasped in shock as his lower separated from his upper body, the blood splattering onto my shirt.

"Take that, you ruffian"!

I said to him, as he lay there dying from blood loss.

After that, the paramedics took him away to the morgue in a designated way, and then, the police arrested the other bad guys who were still alive.

Michael was too scared to stay here any longer, and we were both really grateful because we survived a crazy massacre.