Pit... Pit, a big stone had hit Dicky. Nothing helped. On the contrary, it became even tighter. Taking out spanners and other materials from his car, which was parked on the side, he went so far as to start the process. It was in vain. He didn't wake up. The key was also stuck inside the lock. So the car did not start and even the trunk could not be opened. Her condition had worsened after being soaked in the rain for so long. Abhimanyu was sweating in the pouring rain. Anga's white shirt was stained red with mud. The car was turned upside down, but still the situation was the same. Although he wanted to give the car a festive kick in anger, he couldn't.
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