WELCOME TO VOLUME 2
PROLOGUE
Fog formed in front of Penny's gaping mouth, breathing heavily, which resonated in the empty and wide space. Her vision was blurry, feeling the dust on the concrete floor.
"Hah…" The side of her head throbbed, wincing, but forcing herself to stay conscious. "Uncle… Haines…"
Slowly, she lifted her head, blood trickling down the side of her head. Every part of her body ached — everything hurt, even her breathing was restrained because she felt like something was stabbing her lungs every time she breathed.
"Uncle…" she called quietly.
There, lying on the floor not far away from her was the unconscious Haines. Her eyes gleamed with bitterness, clenching her teeth.
"Uncle," she called, crawling toward him and leaving a trail of blood on the floor. When she reached the unconscious Haines, Penny pressed her lips and checked his face. "Uncle."
