So we entered the city like this. After we went in, the surface of the city was still deserted, with blood everywhere. It seemed that something terrible had happened.
Cars were piled up all over the main road, as if there had been one horrific crash after another. Not only that, but the streets were covered in blood, along with corpses burned black like charcoal.
"What exactly happened here?" I looked ahead, bewilderment showing on my face.
Everything before me felt strangely unfamiliar. It seemed that something terrible had happened, yet I couldn't figure out what that terrible thing was.
Just then, I suddenly heard the sound of motorcycles—and there were many of them.
I was at a loss, my face full of astonishment.
Were people still riding motorcycles in a city like this?
At that moment, motorcycles suddenly roared past us one after another. Every one of them had been modified and was covered in countless flashing lights. What was more, the riders looked like teenagers no older than fifteen or sixteen.
They sped past one after another, moving incredibly fast. Not only that, but they also let out strange cries.
The teenagers had dyed their hair all kinds of colors, which was even more shocking.
"What on earth is going on?" I stared dumbfounded, feeling completely stunned.
The scene before me was simply unbelievable.
Where had all these boys and girls come from?
The teenagers paid no attention to anything, riding recklessly and wildly as if no one else existed.
Before long, one motorcycle lost control and slammed into a utility pole. In an instant, the entire vehicle was engulfed in flames. Several nearby motorcycles also burst into flames, swallowing the people on them.
"What's going on?" I felt completely bewildered. Just then, a voice sounded: "You're obviously