10,000 Words Part 81: Crowd

The crowd didn’t known it was a crowd until this moment.
It started as a feeling of anger; binding a few people into a mob. There’d been cheers and chants from people in the mob, in a self-conscious way, like people who have seen an angry mob on telly and have an idea of what’s expected.
But the anger is growing, pulling people out into the streets; people are forgetting about being people, for now. The crowd is thinking for itself. It knows it is a bigger, more powerful beast than can be contained by guns or truncheons.
It roars.