RYECINTH DISTACIO
EVERYONE’S HOPE of surviving fades away when the assassins are jumping off from the helicopter. Earlier, not a single sound could be heard, but now, everyone on the rooftop including Trixie, Gigi, Theo and I are panicking and shouting at one another.
The loudness of screams and plead are everywhere. It echoes in everyone's mind. The survivors that have guns or any armor are fighting the assassins, but unfortunately, for the survivors who have nothing, were killed brutally.
“We’re all gonna die!” These were the common phrases everyone will hear. Every sound of guns firing… Everyone on the rooftop is eyeing for the possible shot.
“T-Theo, get the baby. I'll cover you guys so that you c-can find a safer place to h-hide.” my voice is filled with weariness because of the
