John stared at the pile of debris and dust, and the bodies of the fallen survivors. The smell of blood and death permeated the air and his heart throbbed as he felt the pain. The image of the happy and smiling survivors entered his mind and he clenched his fists.
They had no ill intentions. They just wanted a place to call home. John knew he was no hero, but at the very least, he wanted to make good on his word to give everyone a safe space and he had failed them.
"John! What do we do?" Octavia called out.
"Look for survivors and take anyone still alive back to base."
"Right," the redhead nodded.
Octavia and her party members got to work. They searched for survivors amidst the rubble. They had a long day ahead of them, but
John sneaked out and followed Michael. It was better to act fast and give explanations later.
Happy New Year everybody! Hope you all have a great year this 2024!