The Scenario: Saturday, 1110, the local shopping mall. You and your wife are walking along the wide, main concourse of the single story mall when suddenly, you hear popping sounds. Most people aren’t reacting immediately; they don’t associate those sounds with danger, not quite yet. But you recognize them as gunfire, more specifically, pistol fire and rifle fire.
Then you see them; two young men. They’re wearing Islamic clothing, with tactical vests. Bearded, dark-skinned, they are about 25 yards away, and approaching from the opposite side of the wide, open concourse between the shops. They are walking, calmly, and saying nothing, merely shooting at people on both sides of the concourse. You see a round pierce the body of a woman about ten yards in front of you, blowing out her back. She drops, and several people behind her are sprayed with blood spatter. About that time, the screaming and panic start in earnest.
Some people don’t know what to do, and merely stand still, frozen, their faces masks of abject horror. Others sprint wildly in every possible direction, even knocking small children to the ground in their flight. As the crowd before you begins to thin, you can see multiple people, men, women and children, bleeding on the floor, some pitifully trying to crawl to some sort of safety.