Chapter 16: Alchy Vandolf

The motorbike I was riding was running fast.  

“They are as of now behind us,” the man working the motorbike murmured between the solid winds beating our bodies.

I turned around and saw three black cars taking after us. I fixed my arms that were wrapping around the man’s abdomen when the speed multiplied. I don’t have a choice but do this humiliating development fair to protect my life.

We are presently running within the center of a sloppy zone. It’s like an expansion of the unpleasant landscapes. What we are currently taking is inverse to the street where my friends took. I trust that they securely get away from here.

Some minutes passed until we got ourselves out from the sloppy street. Endless vehicles are running cleared out and right between us. There were gigantic trucks before us, but this man rapidly sped off and overwhelmed them.