Flashes of light and screams lingered in his mind. Claude didn't know what had happened for the first few seconds when he came to. He only felt like he was hanging the wrong way, and a child was screaming nearby. Her voice was filled with terror, coupled with unintelligent sobbing at intervals. Blood scent soon wafted into his nose. Claude slowly opened his eyes at the whiff of Len's blood in the air…
The same with Eugene's and Irving's.
The car's windshield was broken, and their Gamma driver struggled in his seat. It was as if he were trying to remove something that stuck to him. Their phones seemingly lay cracked and buzzing on the roof, along with some unfinished burgers, crumpled wrappers, and spilled drinks in tall cups.
Claude blinked. Slowly, he remembered how they had ordered
takeaway from a burger place. They were driving back to the dorm that night. Everyone was already sleepy…
