Sakuramoria

The initial gunshot and the subsequent thundering of many feet were followed by an oppressive silence, but it didn't last long: soon, new gunshots on the street mingled with the icy crack of shattered glass, and then everything fell silent again.
“What’s going on…” Nira murmured quietly, cautiously approaching the window and peering out, but she couldn't see anything. “This is no longer a detective story, but some kind of thriller…”