"So... what actually happened?" Rena plopped down on the stairs leading to the train station while she asked that question breathlessly. The siblings had never been in such a sorry state. When Lin Sanjiu first saw them on the train, they were high-spirited and seemed to not give a damn about their surroundings. Their previous attitudes had been totally destroyed by the dirt, bloodstains, and wounds which they were now covered in. Their clothes were in tatters and they looked like a pair of homeless children on the street. One of them had lost a shoe, so she walked around with one gray, dirty foot. The other teenager's hair was in a poofy mess after the explosion. As he was too close to the blast, his face was covered in thick black soot that even blurred his features.
After resting for more than an hour, the siblings, with their sore bodies, gradually regained some of their hearing.
