City under siege
I was leaving my apartment this morning and walked north along the narrow streets. Suddenly I heard a voice somewhere shouting “Nooo! I’m innocent!” (though in juvenile Swedish). I then saw two soldiers in camouflage uniforms running across the intersection with assault rifles and heavy comm gear.
Somewhat sleepy I walked across the intersection and beheld a young man tied to a lamp pole with a dozen armed soldiers surrounding him, and he shouted “I don’t know anything about the bomb!”.
Well, I’ve seen my share of odd things but I wasn’t really prepared for this in my neighborhood on a Saturday morning. To round it off, two trucks loaded with soldiers drove past and the entire city square was occupied by hundreds of uniforms.
It felt like something from your average disaster/zombie flick, but it all turned out to be a drill.