mob - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Then some one hurled a stone. There was a crash of glass in the lower part of the hotel. A volley of stones followed, smashing glass and raining against the building in a shower.
The crowd was armed with clubs, sticks, stones, and so forth. A few flourished swords or other deadly weapons.
From the street outside came a peculiar, blood-chilling sound. It was like the low snarling of many voices, and it grew louder and louder until it became a sullen, muttering roar.