RingoNakishima

Prologue-A Slip of Paper The wails of sirens and bright flashing lights vaguely resonated in the distance. What they were heading to was beyond the point of help. Shards of shattered glass scattered the dark highway, pale moonlight reflecting on them. This stretch of road has always been too dark to see in and the terrible weather only added fuel to the fire. And quite a literal fire it was. The old light blue Ford was bellowing thick black smoke as it's now compressed engine scattered sparks of flame about the tragic scene. Lying in the glass was a man, bleeding badly and breathing heavily yet still alive, covering someone; he was protec