Open Fire

The pure white veil gently fluttered to the ground as Lucille deftly disengaged the hairpins from her hair. With a loosening grip, her waterfall-like long hair cascaded down to her waist. Lucille didn't spare another glance at Frank. She turned her body to address Joseph instead: "Let's move." She couldn't see the road or perceive the light; she didn't even know which way the main gate opened to. Taking hold of Lucille's hand, Joseph led her out of the ancient castle to board the helicopter parked outside. Watching the departing figures hand-in-hand, Frank could only feel his heart exsanguinating little by little. His eyes were bloodshot, nearly mad as he issued an order, "Stop them!" In an instant, all the underlings surged forward, the pointed muzzles of their guns aimed at the helicopter, at the pair who were about to board. Joseph took a subtle step forward, shielding Lucille completely behind him. The roaring sound of fighter jets from above cut through the air. If a fight were to