Sienna forced herself not to snap about the fact she had noticed that at her friend. Instead she took a deep steadying breath. The strange fog hadn’t reached them yet and she wanted to avoid breathing it for as long as possible before having to hope that a mere damp cloth would block the strange gas as well as the dust. Then again she couldn’t avoid talking.
“It is,” she agreed. “What shou–” She broke off as the magenta mist reached them, roiling around them and engulfing them in a matter of seconds. A strange bitter taste filled her mouth and Sienna knew her worst fears were right, the cloth hadn’t blocked it at all. Fortunately it didn’t seem to be having any effect beyond the horrible taste – at least not in the short term.
“Ug, that’s disgusting,” Charlotte said.
Lucy however made a strangled sound. Sienna and Wendy both turned to find that Lucy had collapsed to her knees. She was clawing at her throat and gasping for breath. Charlotte, who was closest, knelt beside her looking frantic.
“What’s wrong, Lu?”
“C-can’t… breathe….” Lucy managed to gasp before collapsing in Charlotte’s arms.
“What do I do?” Charlotte stared at Wendy. “You should know right?”
“I-” Wendy stared at Lucy, obviously wanting to run and help but then looked back at the man who she was stopping from bleeding to death. “Uh…”
“I’ll do this, miss.” A middle-aged man knelt down beside Wendy and took over holding the apron over the man’s wound. “Go to your friend.”
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