“ Well , at least everything seems alright after all , aside from that stupid interlude and the fact that everyone is a psycho …” Feng murmured to himself , still trying to stay optimistic .
“ AH ! RUN AWAY !” NO !”
Huh ? What was that ?
Without turning his head around he could see people glancing past his arms , not without a couple of huffs and pants as they went .
“ GET OUT OF MY WAY !” “ HELP ! THEY ’ RE COMING !” “ RUN !”
As the clouds in the sky were slowly becoming more overcast , so did the minds of the fleeing citizens that could not care less about bumping into others . The squawks of crows and innumerable cries and screams were tearing through the air . Knowing that his ear couldn ’ t bear any longer , Feng knew that the odds were stacked against him . With his last bit of courage , he turned around and saw what was happening .
Alright … this was NOT going to smell good …
Chapter 2
When Feng was busy rubbing his ear , what he saw in front of him was a sight that may or may not spell the beginning of a crisis ----- it was a mob , each wearing a long face , stumping their way like wild cattle .
THUD ! THUD ! THUD !
It was unquestionable that the only non-black entities were nothing more than their skin and their “ tools ” in their hands , ranging from planks , steel tubes , and of course , the metallic grey arms which any living thing would recoil in fear when the infamous bang went off ----- the dreaded handguns . What ’ s worse , you could tell from their nasty sneers that they were ready and willing to give them a shot .
Acknowledging that running was the only way to save himself , Feng took to his heels and blasted off hastily . Through hurrying bikes , the swirling dust and dirt erupted relentlessly beneath his shoes as he picked up speed . Ruthless blasts of gusts kept whipping on his face relentlessly . Notwithstanding it was rather unpleasant , at least it was better than getting bludgeoned by something else .
“ Just go fast … must go fast … got to go fast … need to go fast …” he chanted spontaneously , “ I don ’ t need to be a fortune teller to see what ’ s going to happen if I … uh , forget it . Just don ’ t , look , back .”
Did Feng actually know where he should be going ? Probably not .
Faster and faster as his legs went , Feng was sprinting with all his might . At this moment , his mind had gone practically blank . He only knew he had to keep on running . The one thought of making a getaway permeated deep into his nerves .