Chapter 140: James City: Epilogue (2)
As soon as the evacuation notice was lifted, we spun the cart around and headed straight back to James City.
“Is Reaper okay?”
I asked the Golden Reaper, who was chilling on my palm, but it just gave me a bright smile and patted my cheek, like it had no idea what I was talking about. Typical Reaper.
When we got back to the road we came from, everything was a total mess—collapsed buildings, roads all torn up.
James City was practically in ruins.
“This is gonna take forever to rebuild,” James sighed as he drove, eyeing the wreckage. He added something about how much it was going to cost to fix everything, but I kinda zoned out after that.
At first glance, all the broken roads and shattered buildings didn’t look like your everyday structures. Some parts were a different color, and there were tons of metal cubes buried under the asphalt. Weird, right?
They must’ve been some sort of protective facilities against Objects.
We drove past the half-destroyed city and reached the entrance to the barrier, where a bunch of people in hazmat suits were blocking the road with that “do not enter” tape.
In the middle of the taped-off area, there were the remains of this super-tall building that had been sliced right in half. And guess what? Reaper was up there, just gazing at the sky like it was some sort of deep thinker or something.
“Reaper!”
I yelled, totally excited, and Reaper glanced down at me before suddenly popping up right next to me.
I scooped Reaper up and hugged it tight, soaking up all the softness and that familiar scent.
As I squeezed its squishy cheeks, I gushed, “Reaper, I missed you!”
But then Reaper gave me this weird look, like, “Seriously? It’s only been a few minutes!”
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