The woman kept glancing back at Glitzy's Owner who was staring into space blankly. He didn't even look like he was breathing anymore, as if his soul had already left his body.
"Ah, sir? Are you still alive?" the woman asked, almost on the verge of tears.
She didn't get a response, which made her heart settle down. Did the owner of Glitzy already reach heaven?
She felt like she could see his soul riding a child's bicycle on its way to heaven, bidding farewell to the cruel world.
"Nooo! Who will pay my salary now?!" She screamed, even as she ran from the projectiles.
As soon as the man heard her words, his eyes snapped open.
His blood pressure started rising as he yelled, "You're more worried about your salary than my life?!"
The woman immediately went silent. She coughed a little, before continuing, "You're in trauma. You must be imagining things."
"You..." The man looked at her blankly.
