Chapter 68: Her Past (2)
In an instant, the two burly men closed the distance between themselves and Kiara's parents, each delivering a brutal punch to their heads.
"No," Kiara murmured weakly, her voice trembling as she stood frozen, utterly stunned by the horrifying scene unfolding after what had been a normal university day.
The punches connected, and Kiara's parents' skulls caved in under the force. In the next moment, their heads burst, sending a gruesome shower of blood and flesh across the room. Kiara's horrified gaze followed the spray as some of the blood landed on her cheek, freezing her in place. Tears unknowingly began streaming down her face as her mind struggled to process what had just happened.
Wang Wei erupted into cold laughter. "See? You shouldn't have opposed me!" he sneered.
His words snapped Kiara out of her shock. Survival instincts took over, and she bolted out of the house, running as fast as her legs could carry her.
As she fled, the two burly men exchanged indifferent glances, showing no reaction to the horrifying act they had just committed. They started to move to chase her, but Wang Wei's voice stopped them.
"Wait," he commanded, a cruel smirk spreading across his face. "Let her run. I'll catch her myself. The thrill of the chase will be... fun."
Kiara darted into the forest just outside her home. What had once felt like a comforting sanctuary now seemed menacing. The shadows of the trees loomed ominously, and the faint rays of sunlight that pierced through the leaves did little to dispel the eerie darkness.
Lost in a haze of disbelief, Kiara moved forward on autopilot. 'This can't be real... I'll wake up soon...' she thought, clinging to the faint hope that this was all just a nightmare.
"Thwack." A low-hanging branch she hadn't seen struck her face, leaving a stinging cut that trickled blood. The sharp pain jolted her back to reality. Tears flowed more freely now as the realization hit her—everything that had happened was real. Her parents were gone, brutally murdered before her eyes, and her life had been shattered in mere moments.
A torrent of emotions consumed her. Grief, fear, anger, and hatred warred within her, leaving her dizzy. She continued running, though it was more out of instinct than conscious thought, her mind too clouded to think clearly.