Chapter XCIII
Above the land of the desert, Edison Mollo's chopper roams over it to find what he's been looking for.
"There are no signs of the living here, Sir. Maybe we should check the other side." His pilot said over the headphone and mic they wear.
He looking outside the window and he's determined to find his daughter, Clarissa. He wants to have her back and finally complete what he started.
Taking a deep sigh and nodded his head. "Let's head north." He told his pilot.
"North it is, but Sir, we can't go any further more. We got at least 15 more minutes before we run out of fuel." The pilot told him.
He can feel the irritation building up inside him as he click his tongue. He was about to say something when they picked up the triggered alarm from the facility.
"What's that?" Edi
