Morning sunlight spilled across the glittering snow. The Youth's slight figure passed through the shadows beneath the alleyway, carefully surveying the surroundings.
Though a day and two nights had already passed, the spent casings embedded in the ground and not covered by snow, along with the damaged walls, still told of the fierce battle that had taken place that night.
At last, He Ao stopped at the alley's exit. He crouched down and used his small hand to brush aside the snow, revealing a large patch of bloodstains soaked through by the snow.
He fell silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked ahead.
Vehicles passed before him, and a broad yet aging street stretched out before his eyes.
The night before last, Ilo had passed his parents on this very street while riding in an off-road vehicle.
He had personally "seen" his parents collapse before him, watched their bloodstained bodies fall in front of the speeding off-road vehicle.
This should have been the meeting place his father and Elder Brother had agreed upon, which was why the off-road vehicle had headed in this direction.
But his parents had ultimately failed to reach the meeting point, and Ilo's off-road vehicle had also been damaged, unable to stop there.
So they had passed each other on this street.
Ilo had seen his parents for the last time.
He Ao wrinkled his nose, blinked once, then stood up and turned his gaze toward the surroundings.
His parents' remains were not here. Either the scavengers had taken them away, or something unexpected had happened.
Logically speaking, it had snowed yesterday. Scavengers in a chaotic area like Aka District should not have been this efficient.
Perhaps he should find someone living nearby and ask.
This was not some abandoned district, but an