Eighty seven (Unedited)

Their bodies were exposed in front of me. Stuck on the ground like me, there is no life.

I looked up at the person who had saved me, he was black. I can’t pinpoint what he is because he is so wrapped up in black attire. There were arms hanging from his back and waist.

At first glance, you wouldn't think he was the only one who knocked down five people. He turned suddenly at the same time as the light lit up the place because of the lightning.

He is a man.

I can see that in his presence. The kind of look that he doesn't seem to be sanctioning. Ruthless.

He approached me and helped me stand on the ground. I said nothing of what he did, all I could do was watch his brown eyes as the place still lit up with a series of lightning bolts.

I wiped my tears from my eyes.

His face was half covered so I could not see his whole face.

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