He felt his heart had become hollow, as if someone had scraped it little by little with a sharp dagger, taking away all the soft flesh and blood. He felt his mind had emptied too, leaving nothing but an endless pathway.
The car's speed was increasing, and he found himself wanting to destroy everything in the world.
On the other side, Keira Leaf and Max Sully had returned to the hotel, both noticeably somber.
Max was always somewhat worried, concerned if she continued like this she might fall ill.
But early the next day, Keira had gotten herself ready early on, her small face bursting with vigor. She was not as haggard as he had imagined.
"I've already started to miss Jack after not seeing him for two days," Keira said while helping Max pack his stuff.
"When we get back this time, Jack should be able to leave the insulated box. You'll love holding him in your arms even more," Max said, trying to comfort her.
