The sun was directly overhead of them. It’s 9 in the morning but the heat is wearing them off specially Alastor. Alastor was the one who’s in the front holding the rein. It was decided earlier that they take each turn every 5 hours. All of them were reluctant on Linda’s proposition but now that Alastor had experienced the intolerable heat, he regretted volunteering to be the first one to be the sacrificial pawn.
His face is dread and tired as dead. Only the unpaved road is indifferent to the green scenery. The trees are green, the grass is green, the leaves are green. Every turn it is still green. This repeating scenery had made him felt doozy and sleepy.
The road is now still and straight, hence he risks to glanced back and open the curtain, his face laydown to them, beckoning if one of
