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Ontario, Canada. Gimbel Brothers Department Store.

I was shaken awake as the night sky was dark and cold hands were touching onto me.

"Wake up. We're here."
I slowly opened my eyes as Five was holding me by the shoulders. "Where are we?"
Five sighed as we got out of the taxi, as I paid for the drive. "Thank you." The taxi driver smiled and drove away quickly. We were standing outside of a mall? No, it was more of a department shop. It was long, wide.

Five jumped through space with me inside of the store. It was filled with under-priced clothes and some jewellery was shining off some lights into my eyes. I moved them away, they were blinding me. A sign was displaced, turned around with a sale. The shop was called the 'Gimbel Brothers'. There was this 10% discount for seniors on Tuesday. Why Tuesday? That's so specific.

Anyways, Five was walking towards each of the mannequin stands, a single footstep wasn't heard, he was dead quiet. He grabbed two torches and handed me one. He turned it on and flashed me in the eyes. "Ow, what the f-" Five held a finger by my lips, pressing me to quiet down.

Five was analysing each stand as if he was looking for something, watching them up and down. He went to the last one, and he stopped and smiled. Slowly walking towards the stand, I questioned, "Five, what are we doing here?" He didn't answer my question and proceeded to walk closer to the stands.

I was watching his eyes, they were gleaming with light and happiness. His mouth was tight shut but a smile had peered through. "Delores," sighed Five. Did he just say what I think he just said? He said, Delores. He said Delores whilst looking at a mannequin.

I stared at Five in shock as he continued, "It's good to see you." Delores didn't reply, because why would she. "I've missed you...obviously."
I sigh as I said, "Five. This is Delores?"
"Yes," grinned Five. Five was happy. He wasn't alone.

He had someone to talk to, someone who would listen even if they didn't reply to them. He was lucky, she was lucky.
"I thought you said she was long gone and she's a-"
Five gulped as he looked down and stared back at me with sorrow in his eyes. "Nevermind. Go back to what you were saying," I continued. Five smiled as he returned his sight to Delores. "Well, I...It's been a rough couple of days."

I heard movement, from the front. It stopped then continued. "Five, we gotta go."
"No, I haven't finished yet." Five was quickly interrupted as shots had been fired, I dived in front of Five, pushing him away from the shot, collapsing onto one another. "No!" yelled Five.
"Five, come on. We have to go." Five pulled against my arms, urging me to go back to Delores.

"I'm not leaving without her," argued Five. Delores, you lucky mannequin. I sighed as I nodded and he embraced me with a hug. I gave Five a light pat as he fully enclosed me with his hug. A small tear fell out of my eye, leaving a damp spot on Five's blazer. He pulled back as I disguised my hurt with a smile.

"Who are they?" That was a dumb question. Five looked out into the open.
"Oh shit, it's them."
"Who? Five you need to tell me-"
"No time to talk." He ran across to Delores, grabbed her and ran back to me.

He risked his life to save her. He placed her behind a clothing rack, grabbing her neck and her where her hair would've been. "I'll be right back for you." I rolled my eyes as I grabbed his collar and pulled him up. I tilted my head, to the people who were shooting us. He ran, softly to an aisle of clothes. I followed him as he teleported out of the shooting range.

He kept on running, shots kept on being fired. "Five, how many bullets do these people have?"
"Not enough to keep us here, right?"
"Exactly." I challenged him, raising my eyebrows.
He smiled as the people said, "You see that?" This one was a girl.

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