Drake pointed towards the road, where several people had started gathering, pouring out of the hotel and the nearby Bed and Breakfasts and homes.  They lined the street on both sides, gawking at the scene of the massacre, some were crying and moaning, others were shouting angrily.  A few even took out cameras and started flashing away at the tomb of cars, and at the soldiers who stood proudly on both ends of the road.  There was a slight surge of the small crowd towards the barricade, but the soldiers raised their weapons and the townsfolk and visitors retreated again.  The protestations flared up briefly, before General Peterson was seen climbing up onto the bonnet of the Hummer, a loud speaker in his hands.  He turned it on, and feedback squealed briefly. 

“Ladies and gentlemen.”&nb...

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