87. South District

My hands that were held, trembled, and as I looked down, I only saw blue eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"Hm?" I asked in a daze. It wasn't that I was scared or anything; at least that wasn't the main reason. I was thrilled at the fact that my conjured-up gun was really functioning, and I was still high from the feeling of firing a weapon. Though it was only into the darkness, my adrenalin was overflowing.

"Didn't you hear? The attacker had run away already." Henry sat up, and we were now face to face as I still straddled him.

I didn't hear. Only now could I perceive the surrounding sounds, for example, the girls' silent cries. Before, it had been just my heartbeat in my ears, the sound of the gun, and Henry's voice.

"I want to make sure and take a look." Henry bent forward and whispered in my ear.

"Go ahead." I said.

Henry's head was still intact. This meant we could change the future that I saw in my visions.