Stella ran to several supermarkets in one breath before she managed to buy some bread and rice.
The food was barely enough for a month's consumption. After getting home, Stella filled every water container in the house, then she and the children took refuge in the basement.
Delridge was one of the fleeing individuals.
His face was etched with panic and disarray.
All he wanted to do was get out as quickly as possible.
But there were people everywhere.
There were cries everywhere, and all the safety exits were blocked. They had nowhere to flee.
Delridge screamed in despair.
Regret!
He regretted not listening to his teacher's advice at the time, and he regretted even more that he hadn't left the death-trap building with Alnwick.
If only he could turn back time, he would follow his teacher without hesitation.
But now,
what use was regret?
Delridge phoned his family to leave a last message.
"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, I might die..."
