The world around Thoren continued to tremble.
Yet he remained frozen in his spot, his body completely motionless as he stared at the young man's corpse lying in the pool of blood.
His eyes blinked repeatedly.
"Dead..."
His lips moved slowly.
"Dead..."
His voice trembled slightly as the same word escaped his mouth again and again, while his heart pounded heavily against his ribs.
"Dead..."
His fingers trembled.
His breathing became increasingly ragged.
The engagement ring inside his pocket suddenly felt unbearably heavy, and the happiness he had felt only moments ago seemed to become distant, almost foreign.
Just then, something rushed through his mind.
Boom!
A massive flood of memories suddenly erupted inside his consciousness.
The office disappeared.
Mabel disappeared.
The street disappeared.
The dead young man disappeared.
