From far away, I heard the roar of motorbikes getting louder and louder, they were complaining about each other, and I remembered the motorbike gang earlier.
Have you met them?
Recklessly, I ran, approaching the source of the sound. I don't care about the dangerous possibilities that I will encounter, I just want to make sure that Eric is okay.
My tiredness disappeared with the reality that I found after about 100 meters of running to find the source of the motorbike sound.
My eyes widened, unsure of the scene that was happening in front of me. They laughed wildly while laughing at Brother Eric who was lying helpless on the ground, his temples and the corners of his lips visible as streams of red liquid that always merged with the raindrops.
"Older brother,"
My legs were shaking, and my whole body was frozen.
They laughed and then left the body lying helplessly.