The deafening roar of the helicopter's engine turned into a gut-wrenching silence as it plummeted from the sky. Declan Hart stumbled from the smoking wreckage, blood dripping down his temple, his hands trembling as he knelt beside his unconscious bandmate. The flames crackled behind him as he screamed.
"Come on, stay with me!" his voice breaking. "I can’t... I can’t do this without you. Someone... anyone... please, help us!"
For the first time in his life, the world wasn’t watching.
Comments
9Princessprisca
03/02/2025
Zentrea
Creator
30/01/2025
the real artificer
02/02/2025
Zentrea
Creator
30/01/2025
Zentrea
Creator
17/01/2025
Shien O’Shea
15/01/2025
Shien O’Shea
15/01/2025
Shien O’Shea
15/01/2025