Before Alex Rockefeller could put any clothes on Phoebe Larsen, an overwhelming pressure descended upon the building.

A voice that sounded like rumbling thunder permeated the air. “Who did that? Who dared to kill the son of Colton Lawrence?!”

The voice sounded loud and angry.

It was almost as if a thunderstorm had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Never mind this building, at this point, even the surrounding streets could hear it clearly. All the tall apartment buildings shook and trembled.

 

By then, it was already late at night. Although many people were already asleep, they were rudely awakened by the noise.

If there was anyone who could sleep through all that, they could only be described as odd.

“What happened? What happened?”

“Is there an earthquake?”

putting on clothes? Your life

an incomparably shocking scene

 

ran out from the tall buildings, some with clothes on and some with nothing. Everyone seemed frantic, scrambling away from the tall buildings as fast as possible to get to open space. However, everyone soon discovered

be heard in the

Crash! Crash! Crash!

countless windows on tall buildings. Shards of broken glass rained

“It’s a person!”

There’s

way too much noise. Why wasn’t our neighborhood informed? Many windows got

all! Even if there were, they wouldn’t do it in a place like this. Don’t you know that aerial scenes like this are all

that case, what is this? Could this be

real, it’s real. That is a real person. He

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