Chapitre 141: The Old Man and the Lost

Lead by Bea, the group of eight ran through the endless snowfields. They had been running for hours and their bodies were slowly tiring, but still they went further.

While running Vicky felt weird, like someone was watching her, but when she looked to the side there was no one there. Still, her hands trembled, from anger or from fear she didn't know.

Her eyes were full of determination and her soul full of terror. In her head the doubtful questions kept popping up.

'What if we don't make it in time... Will she truly forget me?... How do we even save her?... Are we even going in the right direction?...'

Her last question was the simplest to answer. Suddenly Bea held up her hand and all of them stopped. On the horizon the snowy plain ended and a large stone field took its place.