Chapter 4
The days had crept on like drips of water from a temptress facet. They had traveled far, already arriving in the outskirts of Hiroshma. The air had grown decayed and lacking of moisture, a falling fog of humidity staling in the small cockpit of the blistering machine. They carried death with them and death followed them. It would be soon that more would found out what they’re trying to do and do their best to stop them. Their heads were filled with drought, they were beyond thought, all that was left was focus; focus for what the future was going to hold.
“I can still feel his heartbeat, like that of a mother and her child.â€