Staring at the blood and corpses scattered across the ground, Ruth Dawn's mind buzzed with shock.
"William Cole...William Cole..." She shouted in hysteria as she frantically searched the area. Because the assassins had stormed in, all the hospital rooms had been sealed, leaving only Ruth's echoes to reverberate through the corridors.
The hospital was eerily silent, a stark contrast to its ordinarily bustling atmosphere.
Sobbing broke the deathly silence, and Ruth followed the sound to a room filled with people.
Green Dragon, Vermilion Bird, they were all there, along with countless subordinates of Patriarch.
A white cloth sheet laid atop the hospital bed, now dyed a deep crimson with dried blood.
Minnie Wright sat at the edge of the bed, her face ashen and tears quietly slipping down her cheeks. "William Cole..." she cried softly.
"Is this William Cole?" Ruth's mind went blank. She staggered towards the bed, looking like a walking corpse.