"Chay?" I called out for my sister as I ran to the driver's door, that was clearly stuck shut with how much that side had caved in.
"Artem?" She called back to me, I could hear different emotions filling her voice and making it sound thick. There was pain that sounded both emotional and physical, there was heartache, fear, and of course anger and rage. She was a wreck.
"I'm here Chay, and the others are on their way."
I climbed on to the top of the vehicle and peered in at what the scene was like. I saw Star's empty seat, her seatbelt was shredded, and there was blood on the seat and the door. A lot of blood.
My heart kicked into overdrive and jumped up to lodge itself in my throat.
