"Charles!"
Erik shouted as possible as he could.
Thick smoke spread, his body was covered with heat.
"Charles!"
He shouted again and looked around. Smoke lifted bit by bit but stinky smell still remained.
He searched the sign of Charles.
"...! ...c!"
"Where!?"
"...e, ...Here!"
Erik dashed for hollow voice the moment that his ears caught it.
"All right?"
He ran up to Charles then raised him in his arms. Charles was bleeding from the right side of his temples.
He panted out his words.
"What, ...the hell happened?"
"I'm not sure... well, anyway, we have to get out of here. Can you?"
Erik put his left arm around his shoulder to stand as looked Charles.
At that very moment a drop of blood dripped off from Erik's nose.
It stained Charles' right cheek red.
"Erik... Are you alright?"
Charles asked, however it faded away into the air.
"Okay, ok... maybe... with smoke..."
Erik didn't listen. He mumbled. He stared at the blood dot.
Charles frowned at him.
It was really, really crimson.
Erik fastened his eyes on it on and on.
It moved a little bit.
Erik did it unconsciously.
It made a move for Charles' mouth then it was on his lips.
Erik reached his right hand out for lips and wiped the red by his thumb slowly.
"...ik? Erik? What's wrong!?"
Erik came to himself.
"Um...sorry. Well, let's go."
Charles rose up from ground with Erik's help.
They went out of the collapsed room.
