Literature
Junkyard-RimaHiko Pt. 4
I can't go much longer!
I stumbled to a stop and bent down to rest my hands on my knees, my ears ringing. I was parched, and air was having a hard time making its way to my lungs. I could still here movement around me, but I grew to ignore it when I found a metal pole close to my feet. The ringing had died down, and I was able to here clearer. Whoever, or whatever, was making the noise had stopped moving, but I could hear faint whispering behind piles.
When I was able to breath again, I grabbed the pole and stood up straight. I glanced around before taking off at a brisk walk.
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Nagi's POV
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We had joined Utau who was leaning agai