Her labored breathing began to take over the chaotic static in her head. Darting her glazed eyes wildly back and forth, Tuzi's senses were becoming overwhelmed and stressed.
She came upon the torn up forms of her friends among the many, who had been desecrated and left bleeding out onto the streets.
Tuzi felt her knees buckled, as she spotted a familiar face among a pile of mangled corpses.
"Wufei…" she whimpered painfully, crawling over to him.
The man's body was left bloody with limbs torn savagely from his side. His normally friendly face reflected the horror of his last moments, as his mouth was wide opened, with a suspended scream that was never heard. His eyes now dull, staring straight ahead into oblivion.
The horrors he must've endured.
