”This just keeps getting worse.” Her complaints met no end. She recoiled her body as if missing a large shell to hide inside.

”Too late to back out now!” he said while stepping on the gas.

”I objected to this minutes ago!” she yelled, grabbing onto anything she could find not only to balance herself, but to obtain some very needed emotional support. The brunette couldn't even begin to process where she was and how many different completely unpredictable scenarios might happen.

The car raced against the very element hampering its advances, flying towards the city ruins where buildings showed just how tall they could stand. Visibility got reduced to a few meters ahead by a thick fog, and the smell of sea intensified on a straight road.

 

The speed decreased once traversing the urban area — either to avoid attracting any unwanted attention, or so Luna could delight herself with the claustrophobic feeling of not seeing any sunlight.
No more words were spoken. It was for the better, as the woman busied herself trying to find the danger she knew was lurking in the shadows, or in the plants. Or in the debris! Everywhere, shelters for evil lurked. Law enforcers bided their time for the right moment to strike. They knew about this. It was a set up. This useless jerk was betrayed. No... He was part of it. Part of a complex scheme to expose Luna's past. She should've seen this coming, so obvious. But she wouldn't go down easily, having expressed disagreement from the beginning could exempt her.