Chapter 61

The poor girl should be dying of pain. I had gone through so many painful situations that the body seemed to have gotten used to it. But she was bleeding somewhere that should be lethal. A human body has no more than a few liters of blood in the body. She couldn't stand long in that state of fainting and regaining consciousness. My hope is that someone else would come up to help us, because my instinct said that something very wrong was happening to those men. And this was even more evident when I felt the reverberations on the door on my side of the car. It was the most damaged side, in which the door and the ceiling kneaded so much that it was impossible to see its interior.

It was lucky that my seat was practically loose against the panel, or I would have broken the column exactly at the time of the impact, due to the compression on the ceiling that lowered it until the entire metal structure became a ball. The person who moved on my side of the car, tried to see, and uttered a ba