Preface:

I could feel my legs going numb from exhaustion as I pushed my way past the crowd. Or perhaps it was from the cold – I wasn't really sure.

Feliciano had said that there was a very strong chance we would die in the sunny yet frozen hell. Perhaps it would've ended differently if he could be running with me and not trapped by the bright sunlight that would make him shine like snow under my feet. It was all up to me, and I was terrible at running.

So, in a weird way, I was thankful that we were fully surrounded by our bloodthirsty enemies. At least, when I failed, I would die immediately. I didn't want to live if I failed.

The clock struck noon and the sun shone from above in the exact centre of the sky.

It was too late.

We were doomed.

I had failed.

We were going to die.

A/N: Welcome to the sequel to It's Bloody Early Evening! Updates will not be as fast as they were for the last story, I'm afraid. But don't worry, I won't abandon this story :D

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