Laurel's fingers tightened around the remote as she stared at the fallen camera on the television screen. The chaotic sound of running footsteps echoed through the speakers before the broadcast abruptly cut to static.
Her chest rose and fell slowly. The rain was hotter than she had remembered. Could this be the repercussion of being reborn? Or was it a butterfly effect caused by the actions she and Camile made?
According to the memories of her past, there were 4 weeks left before the meteor showers came. However, with things happening faster and more severely now, she wondered if they had that much time.
Her gaze darkened, her brows pulled sharply inward in worry.
Somewhere in the distance, a scream tore through the air before it was swallowed by the relentless sound of the pouring rain.
