Washington.
Clinking of glasses.
Sea Island.
"Boom!"
The world turned white as a sheet.
"Clatter!"
"Whoosh!"
As the torrential rain and fierce winds swept in, Tuoyinbi and others in the cave shivered despite the fire. There were nearly two hundred people, not enough space, spread across many caves, and the sea breeze was chilly.
Heat was hard to preserve.
"Cold."
"Ha."
"..."
Each of them shivering, rubbing their hands, huddling for warmth. They used to watch others do this, but today they truly felt it—bone-chilling cold, how they longed for a bowl of hot soup.
And a warm bed.
Of course,
it would be even better with a woman in the bed.
"Master."
"Hmm."
"Is there really no one who can save us?"
"No one."
Tuoyinbi leaned against the rock wall.
