On the rooftop, three men were searching for the scorched remains of a metal zombie from last night, but after spending half an hour, they could not find even its shadow. Even the head Magnus referred to was gone, as if what happened last night was an illusion, which in fact was not because the wound on the blonde's chest was evidently the result of the mutant zombie's attack.
The three decided to end the investigation, which seems fruitless no matter which angle they look at.
They looked at each other. Different emotions were brewing in their eyes as the atmosphere began to press heavily on their heads.
"Uncle, Big Sister is about to wake up!" Little Yaya shouted as she saw the Big Sister's eyelashes fluttered.
The three men darted their eyes in Little Yaya's direction and took large strides towards her. They threw the burdensome thoughts to the back of their heads.
Little Yaya scooted over to give Uncle Magnus some space.