Synopsis

The silence was a heavy shroud, clinging to the aftermath like a suffocating fog. Hope had withered, leaving behind only a bitter residue of dread. Jordan knew the clock was ticking, each second a hammer blow against his resolve. He had to find the other child. Time, that relentless adversary, was slipping away with every passing moment. The race against it was not just for survival; it was a desperate plea against the encroaching darkness. He had to reach them both.