Everyone was too frightened to figure out if it was real or fake. This was not the time to joke.
They opened the car door and ran out.
Fortunately, for convenience, Nicole and Julie wore flats.
However, Yvette was always the most concerned about her image. Even if she was stepping in mud, she had to step on it in high heels.
It was not very convenient when she ran.
Ian tried to pull Nicole, but Nicole looked at Julie, whose legs had gone numb.
Julie's face was as white as paper.
"Ian, you take Julie, and I'll take Yvette. Don't waste energy. Hurry up and run!"
"Nicole, you have to keep up!"
Julie gritted her teeth and ran ahead with Ian.
Based on what they learned in school, they should run perpendicular to the direction of the mudslide at this time.
However, it was dark all around without a single trace of light.
The faint light emitted by their phones in their hands was of no use at all.
Since they could not make any judgments, they could only run in the opposite direction.
The cold wind and rain were like a knife scraping on their faces.
Yvette was so scared that she grasped Nicole's hand, crying as they ran.
Her mind was completely blank.
They seemed to hear the rumbling sound of debris rolling in the distance.
It could sweep away all the warmth and hope they held.
Nicole could not see anything. She could not hear anything either.
Beside her, Yvette cried as Nicole pulled her forward, but Yvette's heels gradually slowed her down.
They were soaked, cold, and scared.
Yvette kicked off her high heels angrily, sobbing and holding Nicole's hand.
"Don't be scared, Lil N. Don't be scared!"
She comforted Nicole as well as herself.
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