Hannah was startled by the anger in the low tone. She looked at Lucas whose eyes made her heart skip a beat.
Seeing her not speaking, he took the long-sleeved black shirt of the combat suit that had been developed in a lab and started walking out.
As his boots hit the floor, approaching the door, Hannah looked at his long white hair and was about to follow him when she was met with another surprise.
As Lucas walked, his hair seemed to lose their integrity starting from the tip of the strands. They disintegrated, turning into dust, freezing her in place. She watched the sight that felt like some kind of devastation climb higher and higher. Her heart got filled with fear as she extended a hand forward:
"Lucas–"
