Chapter 205

A cold corpse rolled toward me, blocking me from the fire. I looked up and saw Darren's body. I was still unwilling to believe it, so I put my fingers below his nose to check if he was breathing. Then, I let out a bitter laugh. There was only disappointment. My organs felt as if they had been shattered, and the pain was excruciating. The surrounding structure began collapsing, and the lighting systems had all gone out. Gasping for air, I propped myself up. If escape was truly impossible, perhaps being buried here with Darren wouldn't be such a bad end. Through the flickering firelight, a twisted figure emerged. It was hunched over but staggering to rise from the ground. His tattered clothing barely clung to him, but he still managed to resemble a person. The basement had endured less of the blast's impact, but the collapsing debris had sealed all possible exits. Donn's face was riddled with blood streaks, and his eyes continued to weep crimson streams. I eyed him warily, instinctive