Prophecies Heroes

chapter 5

The Ambulance drove to the place they were alarmed to come by the bystanders for an accident with people cutting someone in half using a car, First thing they noticed when driving was that the streets were emptier than usual, the passenger took his phone and tried to call the number that contacted them for more information. The driver quickly peaking at him curious.

Valt: You are calling now?

he stopped at an intersection and looked left and right seeing no one coming. Arth nodded and put on the speakers.

Arth: Was it a joke? Someone cut in half in here by some mad man.

Valt turned to the left while Arth was looking at his phone for the destination beside that no one answered.

Arth: Strange.

They didn't either heard anything or saw but there was smoke in the high in the sky, coming from destroyed cars and a massive bath of blood painting the road red with bodies scattered around and even a head rolling, Valt braked and surprised Arth who looked at him to see him terrified and afraid, he looked in front, froze and drop his phone on the floor, they stood like that for almost a minute.

Valt: What the F*CK IS THAT?

Valt body was shaking in front of this masssacre of blood and destruction, he covered his mouth almost wanting to throw up as he looked at it and Arth looked away and noticed he lost his phone.

Arth: My phone? Did you see it?

Valt turned around with a dying face covered in forced wrinkles by the shock.

Valt: Your phone? YOUR PHONE?

He grabbed Arth by the col and pulled Arth toward him closing with his face showing despair and fear.

Valt: F*CK YOUR PHONE DON'T YOU SEE? WHAT IS YOUR PHONE DOING IN THAT, WHERE IS THE IMPORTANCE OF YOUR PHONE?

Arth look back and instantly looked away and grabbed Valt's hand sensing it shaking, he felt bad.

Arth: I know calm down, we have to call the police before we go there maybe there is anything dangerous still.

Valt took his hand back and layed his head on the wheel, he noticed his phone on the ground, extended his hand, caught it to give it back to Arth.

Valt: Fast, we. . . Fast. . . .We need to be fast.

Arth composed the number and it rung 3 times before someone responded, Arth was mad at it seeing the situation.

Arth: Hello, do you know what is happening in your sector?

Police: Who is it? Someone already left if it is for the crackhead.

Arth looked back at Valt depressed.

Arth: NO ONE TOLD YOU THERE WAS CARS IN FIRE HERE? ARE YOU BLIND OR SOMETHING?

The policeman went silent and looked through his window to see the smoke.

Police: NO we. . . we didn't who is that?

Arth hands were shaking and he opened the window as the ambiance of cleaness and purety of the ambulance became uncomfortable in front of this chaos of blood and limbs, went outside and inhaled the sent of blood turning his stomach upside down.

Arth: Come to the ******** ****** ** *** ******, Fast you will understand when you will be here also bring a lot of people it's

He started to feel his Stomach going up his throat.

Arth: It's Unreal, A Fantasy, a nightmare of some sort maybe.

The Policeman wrote the address and pushed the alarm button to gather all the agents. they equipped themselves and started moving, some agent got called from their rest to come and some hearing the address knew they were close and came with little equipment to the place.