As she shouted for Seo Tae-joon again, a distant web of lightning illuminated the bruised sky. It had been cloudy all day, but as the first fat drops of rain began to fall, her mouth went bone dry.
Then she saw it: a drone whirring high above the wreckage of the forest. She threw her arms up, waving frantically. “Here!” she screamed, her voice cracking. “I’m here!”
The landslide had been massive. A disaster management team would already be
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