Lin Wenwen went upstairs, back to Dong Xinxin’s room. “Do you know how to swim?” she asked Dong Xinxin.
She took a shower, then quickly did the packing. She packed her clothes, cellphone, tablet computer, and the other small tools in a small suitcase.
She carried the suitcase, prepared to go out. But before her hand touched the doorknob, a sharp pain came from her brain, and a series of images flashed across her mind. She saw people, zombies, and many weird-looking creatures.
She buried her forehead in her hands and leaned against the door, her face twisted with pain.
“What took you so long? What are you doing?” As she opened the door, Dong Lijia looked at her and asked.
He just couldn’t help but say mean words to Dong Xinxin.
