Persephone's mind went blank. Gunshots erupted from the ship, followed by sparks. It reminded her of that night when she failed to leave successfully—the ship had exploded with flames soaring into the sky.

"Seamus!" she yelled.

Persephone rushed toward it and ignored the bodyguard restraining her and assuring her that Seamus would be fine.

She cried uncontrollably.

"Miss, please calm down..."

"Seamus is still on the ship!"

"Miss..."

"Call the police!"

The bodyguard hastily pulled out a phone.

the fight drew closer, mixed with

running toward them. He was covered in blood, his steps

before he turned abruptly and dashed in the opposite

Persephone widened her eyes.

placed himself as her last line of defense against

who had caught up were the ones she had seen at the restroom door.

head tightly, struggling to stand,

bodyguard rushed over, his head bleeding.

Tears blurred Persephone's vision...

-

needed

time she closed her eyes, she saw Seamus covered in blood, shouting

the bodies

had another

old lady was gently wiping her palms with warm water. The compassion and

night had caused her to suffer from mild PTSD, making her weak and sleepy, with declining

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