Chapter 132: Bizarre London (3)
Screams echoed loudly in the distance. I instinctively turned my steps towards Bailonz Street instead of heading towards the cries.
“Help!”
“Monster, it’s a monster!”
“Run away!”
As we moved against the flow of fleeing people, an inexplicable anxiety crept up on me. It was like… how should I put it? Like knowing a tragedy awaited us, yet still heading towards it.
Ahead, an overturned carriage came into view. The horse was nowhere to be seen. A few officers were using the carriage as a barricade, buying time for civilians. They shouted at us:
“Don’t go that way! It’s crawling with monsters!”
I stopped and asked, “What about Bailonz Street? What’s happened to Bailonz Street?”
“We don’t know! That area is swarming with monsters, we can’t get anywhere near it!”