Gravel scratches underneath my hide… a scorching construction comes into my view, “Bells, come on, wake up,” Disabled figures enter my view, “Bells, come on,” I battle myself…
“Wha-what happened?” He turns and shoots them, “The building collapsed,” Burning building? What happened? “Riles… she’s still dead, right?”
He nods, “I never thought this day would come,” His pity bothers me more, “We have to move, Riles,” He snatches my hand and we run toward kill-me-now-who-knows-where.
Ethan burst through a random door, pulls me along, and slam it shut… once again, I can hear his growling at whatever he’s doing, “Bells, a little help, please,”
I sigh in a turn, “Again? They’re right outside the door,” He doesn’t bother giving me attention, rather on the couch he’s moving, “Damn it, woman, j
