"Oh my god… oh my god…" Jai fell to his knees, eyes locked on the burning wreckage in the distance. His hands trembled as he tapped his dead phone again and again, as if sheer desperation could force it back to life. Nothing.
"Fuck…" His voice cracked, his breath coming in short gasps.
Yunfeng stared blankly at the devastation, his mind struggling to process what had just happened. It wasn't supposed to end like this.
Then, something hit him like a punch to the gut.
"Jai… your grandfather wasn't on that, right?"
Jai's body went rigid. He lifted his pale face to Yunfeng, eyes wide with fresh horror. He hadn't heard his grandfather's voice.
"No…" His voice wavered. "I don't think so… but—" His hands clenched into fists. "He wasn't on the call. He didn't say anything. Do you think he—"
His gaze snapped back to the raging flames. To the black smoke swallowing up any hope.
"No… no… oh no… please no…"
Yunfeng gritted his teeth. They had to check.
