Chapter 8: Midsummer Night's Dream Under A bituin Soaked Sky
"So I'm guessing we'll have to just trek until we get there, huh? Where are we?" Al asked, carrying an unconscious Ling on his back. They had headed down road of the mutilated track, letting the officials deal with the wreckage. All Ed knew was; Ling was beyond lucky he was aboard that specific train.
"What's wrong with him?" Hayden asked, holding Boston up so he could smell the young lord's body. Ed groaned as he palmed his eyeball.
"He's hungry. But we don't have any food. Don't tell me we have to carry this zombie around until...
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