The girl was like a nimble hare, leaping and bounding until she disappeared at the edge of sight, merging into the traffic, completely out of view.
Inside the black sedan, aside from a man wearing sunglasses, there were three other men, all of whom stared lingeringly at the disappearing figure of the girl, unwilling to let go, each remaining silent.
The interior of the car was as quiet as death until, after a long while, successive raspy coughs broke the silence.
Cough cough cough, cough cough cough.
They coughed violently, the coughing growing more intense, so uncontrollable that they doubled over backwards, their skin breaking out in irregular, inexplicable bulges.
Only when they coughed up large amounts of clear blood beads mixed with white, cotton-like substances did the three men gradually regain their composure, and the bizarre bulges on their skin slowly dissipated as if they had never happened.
