Linda was at the counter and her back was to the door, so she didn't see who'd shown up immediately. The sound of air displacement is a fact of life in her house, so it doesn't register immediately.
She knew it so intimately that she could always tell which member of her family was home by the sounds they made dashing around the house.
It took her a few seconds to recognize that this sound was off. When the teller's eyes went wide, she finally turned around and thought she was seeing a ghost.
"Oh god..."
Zoom.
She'd always hoped he'd run full speed into a bus, but it seemed she wasn't so lucky. Many of the people around here were cowering in fear, but Linda couldn't let this guy gain the upper hand or he might kill them all. She had to stop him from getting to that point.
She takes a tentative step forward.
"What do you want, Zoom?" Linda asks, trying to look more confident than she feels.
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