Tick—tick—

The blood dripped down the corners of his clothes on the stone brick surface. The scout’s face was covered with blood. He looked at the chubby old man blankly. He usually spoke with determination, but now, he choked with sobs,

“It’s over, Chief... It’s over!!”

“What happened?”

The chubby old man got up and shouted in a deep voice, “Calm down. What did you see?!”

It seemed the chubby old ...