"We have to stop digging," Dean said as he glanced at the snow around them. During the fight, which started from morning until noon, the weather was rather bright. But now, it was snowing. The snow that was covered with blood on the ground was covered with the pure and white snow.
"We can't," Patrick replied. His breath has turned rough because he was forcing himself to move around all these times. They had managed to clear up most of the rubbles after hours of digging, but it was only one small part of the tower, near the entrance.
His grip has turned weak because he didn't have much strength left.
"You have to rest or you'll collapse like them," Dean pointed to the ambulance behind them. Neo and Mike have collapsed in the middle because they couldn't hold on doing this work continuously. Lou also nearly collapsed, so they forced the man to rest in the ambulance.
Patrick's expression turned grim. "I have to find them."
