Counter 28: Freezing Point I
Fifty-seven minutes after two o’clock in the afternoon
In the fourth watch tower, ground floor
The sun is high up. Nalkad Island is engulfed with the bellowing sounds of chaos all over the place. These continuous explosions and tremors can drown one’s senses.
“This day sure is hot.” Jhalil mutters.
Ever since that little plane crashed, everyone has been restless. The people are either worried sick inside while hiding or running around and fighting.
“Although, nothing happened here… yet…” He adds while staring at the door. “Earl Spade, it seems that we’ll be receiving a guest soon so get your guard up.”
“A guest?” He repeats while raising a brow. “W-wait, you mean?... that?”
“Of course, what else is there?”
He sighs. “I can’t fight. I was told this’ll be a pretty safe place.”
Jhalil scratches his temple while looking around. “There is no safe place right now. But you’ll be fine ‘cause they’re not interested in you.”