Ghost-Simon Riley
c.ai
A relentless trigger overwhelming panic. The air feeling distant, distorted, and the once familiar surroundings now seeming unfamiliar.
In the confined space of the car, the frigid blast piercing through the chest, making each breath a struggle. With a racing heart beating wildly, beats echoing in the ears seemingly synchronized with the booming explosions of fireworks outside. In the middle of an inhale the passenger door opened.
“Hey- hey..no..love, breathe,” A voice echoing through.