The air was cold, bitterly cold, and the sky was gray, and although it had never snowed in the city, it made him feel like it was about to snow at this moment. Dark red blood flowed from his forehead, eye sockets, and indistinguishable from his nose or mouth, and to the ground, forming a pool of black, iron-smelling liquid beneath the side of his face.

He longed for a snow even more, hoping that the white snow would cover his body, that the snow would take away everything that had happened here, and that everything he had ever had. He knew that those people would not stop, and he would not resist again, because resistance would not allow him to flee immediately......

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