I’d already been thinking about this --about what to do the next time I witnessed something egregious. One of those heroic projections I cast on myself when I’m sick and tired of thinking about how pathetic I am. "You wanna find cops? Have them find you." I said out loud with what must have been a cringing look as I’d just irreversibly committed myself to a course I might come to regret. The man on the curve got up on his knees and reached in vain to grab my pants legs, “No! They’re beast!” The people who had been shuffling out their credit cards were trying to get away, but a wind rising from out of nowhere was driving them sideways. Some were getting swept under parked cars. There was light above my head. It was like a helicopter was landing or taking off. The people who had purchased pets with cash were getting dragged away by the wind, holding on to tails or legs. The Petco guys had already run or gotten blown, back to their store. One went right through the plate glass window on the left side. Dogs howling. I was in the eye of the whirlwind, where it was relatively calm, and black cables were dropping around me. The man from the curve, standing at full height, grabbed my shoulder and I turned around. His eyes were open in a horrible death stare, as his arm pushed out as if I wasn’t there, pushing men in black who were coming down cables, spinning them into a fine thread. I took a kick or push or something to the face and my mouth was bleeding, and I stumbled and rolled onto the sidewalk, where some rather large woman with a child riding in her shopping cart grabbed my arm painfully and pulled me to my feet. “Sir—oooww!“ was all the door greeter could get out before I literally stumbled into the gentleman. People near the front of the store were audibly upset, chanting an array of oh my gods, and oh my lords. I regained my footing and blended walking backwards into the gathering onlookers. Outside was like a tornado out of nowhere. I stood on a buy-2-get-1-free pyramid of stacked drink cases. I saw Amanda and Danny in the children’s clothes section looking at a rack of super-hero T-shirts. I was like that part of the store had no idea what was going on.