The convoy slowed several feet away from the hospital ruins.
Even from the distance, the devastation looked unreal.
Smoke still curled heavily into the dark morning sky while red and blue emergency lights flashed endlessly across the destroyed premises.
Sirens screamed loudly and the wailing voices of people who Dahlia believed to be victims of the explosion filled the entire street.
Dahlia stepped out of the vehicle slowly. For a moment, she simply stood there staring at the hospital or rather—
what was left of it.
The upper sections had partially collapsed inward while shattered glass and burning debris covered the roads.
Bodies wrapped in emergency foil blankets sat scattered around the sidewalks while paramedics rushed desperately between the injured.
The smell of blood and smoke hung thickly in the air.
One of the guards who had come along approached her carefully.
"Red?"
Dahlia snapped out of it immediately.
