Chapter53

#Chapter53

Sydney’s POV:

Fallen. I am falling. Falling down. From where? The portrait? I fell hard on the rough ground. My chin hits the ground, it brought me pain. The pain isn’t equal to the fact that I lost Lydia. I opened my eyes to see the hell for the first time.

I have no imagination how it will look like. But it’s like Slateville. Not exactly the same. Everything is dark around me. I am in the middle of a road. It’s a street and looks just like Slateville. Except for one thing, everything’s a disaster. The building, houses, the road have many cracks and it could fall at any moment. I feel like I am seeing a disastrous city that couldn’t be back in its normal state. The sky is dark. I am not going to see the daylight around here. I am sure of it.