Chapter 355

The dust storm was still raging outside, but it had calmed down a bit at least the Humvee wasn't getting tossed around anymore. The wind was still fierce, though, pelting the vehicle's windows with relentless thuds of sand and gravel. Everywhere Stella looked, all she could see was an endless sea of yellow sand, battering everything in its path like it wanted to crush the world beneath it. Even pressing her face against the glass or using her night-vision goggles, she couldn't see anything but the swirling maelstrom outside.

"Bang!"

Something heavy hit the windshield, and from the shape of it, it looked like a person caught in the storm. But before Stella could get a good look, the figure was swept away again.

A smear of blood was left on the glass, quickly covered by the relentless sand. The bulletproof window was tough, but even it couldn't withstand the constant barrage of sand and debris forever. Scratches were beginning to show, and if she waited much longer, it would shatter.

Frustrated and anxious, Stella retreated back to Arcadia.

After a couple of hours, she ventured out again, her heart heavy with hope that was quickly extinguished by the unforgiving sand. It felt like her hope had been plunged into an icy abyss.

The wind had died down a bit, so Stella decided to wait it out in the Humvee. She couldn't see outside, but what if Jasper managed to find his way to her? What if he saw the Humvee was gone and went searching for her?

The inside of the vehicle was dim and shadowy, wrapped in a sandy cloak. Stella turned on the headlights and high beams, hoping they would guide him. After all, in a storm like this, she was probably the only one with lights on.

But after waiting for hours, Jasper still hadn't shown up, and the sand had buried half the tires. Waiting any longer would make it impossible to open the doors, yet the storm showed no signs of stopping.

world outside was a void of darkness,

of the wind, her consciousness began to fade, and she had no choice but to retreat to Arcadia once more. Descending from the vehicle, her legs buckled, nearly sending her crashing to the ground. She clutched at the world spinning around her, and the next thing she knew, she

the dream, she had lost Jasper in the dust storm, unable to hold onto him

up, she managed to eat a couple of bowls of porridge and continued with her medication. The fever subsided somewhat, but her wrists

storm must have passed. Feeling weak, she forced herself to eat high-protein, high-calorie food and decided to go out once more. If the storm had stopped, there might

of Arcadia. The sand was soft under her feet, the wind still

the refuge of Arcadia, but if Jasper was injured, could he survive this? Their emergency kits were always with them, but whether they had been

day... Until the seventh day of the dust storm, when it finally seemed to calm. Visibility improved to about five meters, the wind easing, though the sand

either blown away or buried beneath the sand. Her feet sank into the soft ground. Stella scoured the area several

severe there. Assuring herself she was alone, she retrieved the Humvee

had never met Cooper, never fallen for Jasper, she could've survived on her own. But now, it felt impossible. Feeling ill again, Stella curled up,

there's a car over

silenced his group with a look, pulling out the baseball bat tucked

to the base of the mountain and rest atop the sand? Judging by how much the wheels were buried, it hadn't been there for more than a day. Only

early twenties whispered,

puzzled,

did the

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