Pamela's POV
By the time I arrived at the airfield, all the planes and helicopters were gone—except one. A large crowd stood in front of it, cursing and swearing loudly. They kept shoving each other, glancing behind in panic while yelling words I couldn't understand due to so many people speaking at once.
Some were screaming hysterically, others crying, while many fought amongst themselves, fists and legs flying everywhere.
"What's going on?" I mumbled in confusion.
I could only see the blades of a single helicopter ahead, so I expected it to be a lot more chaotic. They weren't fighting for the helicopter.
But why?
It seemed like they had resigned themselves to die.
"STEP ASIDE NOW!" someone yelled viciously—
And this was followed by the cocking of guns, causing my brows to furrow.
Bungee Jump!
In one swift movement, I sank into the ground and popped up in front of the crowd from below, leading to loud gasps as they moved back like a wave.
