I managed to push myself to my feet, then turned to see the building engulfed in heavy flames, screams of pain and the burning stench flesh filled the air.
I stood there, frozen, my legs refusing to move. This couldn't be a coincidence, someone had planted those bombs there, but who? I couldn't think. Everything was happening so fast before my brain could process it. Just a few hours ago I ran from Alexander's house to escape the torment, only to find myself in a much bigger problem. I managed to escape, and now the place was on fire.
I sighed, frustrated as I turned away from the blazing inferno. What now? Where would I go?
The thought of going back to him made my chest tightened in anger and shame, but I had no choice. I had no phone, my backpack was gone, and there was nowhere to go. Katie's place was miles away, and after what just happened, the thought of wandering the street made me shiver. I couldn't risk it.
