Buzz--
The piercing alarm echoed beneath the silent sky. The night wind swept over a standing poster in the garden that read, "Wilderness Wanderers Immigration Act Information Center."
The simply tightened poster support creaked and swayed in the gale. Behind it, beneath some old, faded tents, people were hurriedly packing their things.
"Jessie,"
A Pumpkin Head Little Girl with chin-length hair looked anxiously at the ponytailed young woman rapidly packing her belongings. "What exactly happened?"
"They said rebels and a Mercenary Group entered the city from the north,"
Jessie smiled at the Little Girl before her. "The Municipal Government issued a notice telling us to quickly find a nearby air raid shelter or take refuge in a sturdy building. Don't worry. There's an air raid shelter newly built with Wilderness Wanderers investment nearby. We'll head there right away."
"Okay."
The Pumpkin Head Little Girl looked at the gentle, confident smile on the woman's face. Her nervousness eased somewhat, and she nodded lightly.
Jessie nodded as well, then shifted her gaze and Turned Her Head toward the companions beside her who were hurriedly gathering their important belongings. She called out loudly,
"Everyone, just take valuables like your tablets. Leave the plastic flyers and other promotional materials here. The Wilderness Wanderers living nearby will help us look after them."
"Jessie,"
At that moment, a somewhat thin, fair-skinned Youth who had already packed his things raised his head and looked at Jessie. Hesitating, he said, "My mom said Aston District is a little dangerous and told me to find a way back to Crown District if I could."
"The air raid shelter is in the direction of Crown District. We'll head there first, and if everything's all right, we'll see if we can find a car to take you back,"
Jessie answered without