Chapter 249. Joined Anonymous

Chantel Raven

The woman seems young. She has the most gorgeous black complexion I've ever seen; her hair is wrapped in a headscarf, and her outfit has some type of emblem. She is carrying a heavy-looking satchel, which is her physician's bag.

She relaxes behind me and places her heavy luggage on the ground. The impact of the bag on the unclean ground may be noticed when dust particles rise.

It's another diversion, something for me to concentrate on rather than what's really going on. It reminded me of snow. It's not as gorgeous as snow, but it does look like it. The snow in the mountains was lovely, but it was already there, so I didn't have time to appreciate it.

I'd love to see snow fall and cover previously devastated fields in a brilliant white-blueish tint.

I was going to ask the girl what the sign represented when all inquiries left my head. I feel her push something against my back, maybe a damp cloth soaked in