I stared at the paper in disbelief.
Luke was dead?!
Leah was ALIVE?!
It was all really hard to consume.
I let the paper drop, and watched as it flitted to the ground.
Clutching the torch, I looked ahead.
Where would I go now?
As if answering my question, the floor began shaking. Hard. Releasing the torch, I tumbled to the ground.
The ceiling started falling in chunks. Pieces of plaster fell from the sky like rain. Holding my head, I squeezed my eyes shut.
It seemed like forever until it all stopped. Slowly standing, I stood in awe.
Gawking, I stood speechless.
I stared ahead, disbelieving my sight.
What the...!?
Then, I saw a clock.
The clock read 3:00
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Cora
FantasyWill Cora be a part of or destroy The Preservers? They did save her life, after all. But then again, everything happens for a reason...
