C94 The Ambush

The room that was once clean enough to be used as a huge plate was now in shambles. Debris of rocks scattered everywhere as dust filled the once pure air and polluted it.

Near the humongous window, laid a man with no signs of breathing. Blood flowed out of the open wound at the back of his head. His once debonair crispy suit was now half torn. The parts that were not torn were full of dirt