A Suspect Rally

The rally was fun at first. But the whiskey ran free. And then the protestors showed up. There were all Black, and the powderkeg was set. The white men in the rally were chanting 'You shall not replace us!' which agitated the Blacks even more. And then a white man threw a brick, hitting a Black man with a sickening thud.

Another Black man immediately threw a punch, and the scrum was started. Emily recoiled from the ****. She wasn't cut out for this in the slightest, she knew. She looked for an escape path, fleeing down a dark alley. And then a big, dark hand gripped her shoulder and took her away into the darkness.