Chapter 357 Fear Of The Dark

• Lily had spent several years studying under Nadia, which gave her a modest grasp of medical concepts. She suspected that nerve damage was the cause of her sudden blindness. The sandstorm roared with unrelenting fury, forcing gritty particles into her ears and nostrils. Sharp fragments of stone occasionally struck her, jolting her with stinging pain and the icy bite of the wind. Speaking was impossible; she was left with no choice but to crawl across the unforgiving ground.
• However, no matter how frantically her hands searched, Harry was nowhere to be found. Even the car had vanished without a trace. In an unfamiliar and hostile environment, her most pressing concern was to find refuge from the merciless storm. Deprived of sight, she could only grope her way forward through the swirling chaos, her body pressed low against the earth. Standing upright was impossible—every gust threatened to hurl her away, and the relentless barrage of flying stones posed a constant danger.
• Her fortune held steady—after hours of painstaking crawling, she finally reached the camp of a mountain. The mountain’s exposed face was battered by the storm, leaving her no choice but to painstakingly navigate toward the sheltered side, using the contours of the land as her guide. During her crawl, her hands brushed against motionless bodies scattered in the sand. Whether they were lifeless or merely unconscious, she couldn’t tell, and there was no time to find out. Amid the chaos, one stroke of luck stood out—her first aid kit, securely fastened to her body, had miraculously escaped the storm’s grasp.