Academy of Death

The Assault

There was neither wail nor moan; only eeriness remained under the night sky. The death had claimed that poor driver. Viciously, those heinous hoodlums trudged his corpse to the edge of the road. His passing thumped my chest with agony. Inside the car, I sobbed softly amidst their laughter.

The incident froze Yura in her seat. The rearview mirror reflected her snow-like pale face. The car's door was pulled open all of a sudden; a violent guy in a mask, all of them wearing masks, brutally hauled Yura out of the car. Her shrieking voice then filled the dark, mixed with the thugs' yell of triumph and In a minute, her outcry faded away along with the whoosh of the wind. And I could do nothing except wrap my hands around my body and crouch in great fear.

Frosting where I was, I helplessly surrendered when they maliciously towed me and dumped me to the ground. Instead of woe, I let anger burn me inside. With my clenched hands, I managed to get up. My appearance changed. The soil stained a