Chapter 21 "He was A Great Friend"

Third Person’s POV

Facing forward, Harriet began to sprint together with Zion. Her long brown hair rose behind her as she runs.

She doesn’t know where they are going or what they will do after running, but her feet just keep on pounding steadily against the ground until cold air bit into her lungs.

The voices and shouts, even though they left them behind, she could still here them.

Zion and Harriet darted past people and buildings that look like swords; long and sharp that reach up when held upright. From the tall and glass buildings which are glistening in the sunlight and reflecting the light from the sun in different angles, Harriet looked at Zion’s back in front of her.

They have gut wrenching and heart pumping escape together. But even if her breathing became steady, she pushed harder and went faster with him until she thought that her legs were going to explode.

Time seemed slowed down.

When her shoes pounded heavily across the ground causing mud-water slash up her leg, when Zi