Chapter 15: Don’t Touch the Trunk

[Phinex’s POV]

The group was getting closer.

An iron pipe dragged across the snow, producing a harsh, grating screech.

The warning light on the dashboard flickered once. The engine gave a dull, muffled rumble.

I shifted into reverse. The tires spun uselessly in the snow, and the smell of bur...

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