Everyone ran out, standing outside panting heavily.
Whispering amongst themselves.
"I just heard someone shouting a warning that the building was going to collapse. But I don't know who it was."
"Yeah, I have no idea either."
"Did I possibly mishear?"
...
Dong Jin also heard the warning, trembling with fury.
He stood by the window on the second floor, cursing furiously, "Who's spreading these rumors? I'm calling the cops. This antique shop of mine is made of steel, top-notch quality. How can it possibly collapse? It can withstand a six on the Richter scale earthquake! Come back, all of you. Come back now."
His customers felt dizzy, but they all refused to go back.
Dong Jin pointed at his employees and shouted, "If you don't come back, I'm docking your pay!"
Upon hearing they'd lose pay, the fifty or so employees dared not hold out any longer. They hesitated, looking at each other and slowly returned to the Antique Shop.
Boom!
Just then, there was a massive explosion.