Bitter Homecoming

The woman's lips trembled. She glanced once more at the man lying there, then finally lowered her head.

Leaving the stairwell, the three of them all switched on their flashlights and carefully lit the path ahead.

From time to time, painful cries echoed from the front.

In the stairwell, the crowd that had just rushed out earlier now stumbled back in, utterly miserable.

The Acidstorm had lasted too