Since I'm the suspect i did the one thing I love to do.
I ran. I ran the hella outta that village.
There was nothing else I could do. The main thing stopping me from staying was the burning ache of the burns these people left behind.
My parents leaving me.
My siblings trying to kill me.
My team deserting me.
What else could i do?
The transcript of this big scene is killing me, making every turn brings sweat all over my skin, my blood boiling.
It's coming. Not slowly, but running, as fast as a flight train, it's going to crash and burn