The rain was merciless—an unrelenting force that blurred the world into streaks of chaos and cold fury. It pounded the asphalt, turning the darkened streets into rivers of glistening water. The tires of Sol’s car screamed against the slick pavement, skidding wildly as he fought for control. His hands clenched the wheel, his knuckles bone-white, veins straining against the force of the impending disaster.
“Gah!” Neoma gasped, bracing herself against the dashboard. Her heartbeat drummed in her ears, syncing with the rhythm of the pouring rain. Time fractured into jagged fragments—one moment the car careened forward, the next, the concrete barrier loomed ahead.
Then—CRASH!
The impact slammed through them like a tidal wave. Glass exploded, shards flying through the air like jagged stars. Ne
