She was startled and instinctively wanted to scream.
However, the person covered her mouth and lowered his voice, saying, "Don't make a sound! Miss Shana, it's me!"
Shana recognized the voice—it was Amu!
She hadn't had time to turn on the light; the surroundings were very dim.
Seeing that she didn't scream, Amu let her go.
In the dim light, Shana saw Amu walking barefoot to the window, looking out through the gap in the curtains for a long time, then he said, "They have finally come."
They?
What is he talking about?
Shana looked bewildered.
Just as she was about to ask, the sound of shattering glass came from outside, followed by the rapid staccato of gunshots.
Shana was so scared that her hands and feet went limp, and she scrambled and crawled toward Amu.
"Amu, who is it? Who are they..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Amu had already crouched down swiftly, reaching out to grip her ankle and pulling hard.
