Chapter Five- November 3

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The vrooming of the conveyor belts sounded in the vast metallic room. The thud of each box were in beat, as though it were narrating a song. The lights were bright, and the walls were deep blue, almost as though it was endless.

"You know, Texas," Lappland said, "When I'm gone, what will happen?"

Texas dropped the last of the boxes on the pile, loudly. She turned to Lappland, "Why are you asking?"

"You know, it can happen anytime. I'm already in Stage 3 oripathy," Lappland said, solemnly, "I can die at any moment."

Texas looked down and something clicked, "When?"

"My birthday. Texas, it's going to happen on my birthday. That one day that is supposed to represent my birth into this world. It's going to represent my death now," Lappland said, biting her lip, "I don't want to leave. But it's so painful...I don't want to leave you."

A tear slipped down her face, "I don't know what to do. My life was starting to turn out well, but now it's all crumbling down, in front of me."

Texas rushed to Lappland, hugging her, "Oh Lappland." Texas didn't know what to say to Lappland. She didn't understand the feeling of dying. Maybe in the many times where she did almost die, but it was never gradual.

"Texas, will you hold a big funeral for me?" Lappland said, crying. Tears spilled from Lappland's eyes, "What about Penguin Logistics? I only just joined, but I'm going to disappear."

It was at this time that Texas couldn't hold it in anymore.

Crying, Texas responded, "I will hold the hugest funeral. It will go all the way back to Siracusa."

Lappland smiled a little, "I'm glad. Thanks. But what about you? Will you be...okay?"

Texas wiped her tears, but more just slid down her cheeks. "I...don't know."

They stayed there, hugging each other. "I feel the rocks, in my organs, in my brain. I can feel the pain it causes me. I try to ignore it, but it's too much. Sometimes, I want to kill myself, but I can't. I have friends now, I have you now. I don't want my life to end," Lappland said, hugging Texas tighter.

"It will be okay, Lappland. Let's spend more time together. Let's travel, how about that?" Texas said, patting Lappland on the head.

Lappland nuzzled closer, "I...I can't. The medics wouldn't let me leave the premises of Penguin Logistics."

Texas frowned, "Ah."

"Texas, I love you a lot. You know that?" Lappland said, trying to smile.

"Of course, I love you too. The most in the world," Texas said, tears sliding down her face.

"I hate death. I hate it. I hate orginium," Lappland said, "Once I'm gone, could you try to help find the cure to oripathy. I would hate it if the others would die off too."

"I will try to help," Texas said, gulping her tears, "Although, I only do good in delivery services and combat."

Lappland shook her head, "There's an abandoned lab not far from where my pack used to live. Could you ask them to investigate? I know the combinations to the passcode. I have been trying to find the secrets of that place, after you left me. I was...desperate to cure myself for you."

"Oh Lappland..." Texas said, her ears drooping, "I'm so very sorry for leaving you back then."

"It's fine. If you didn't do that, then how would you right now be standing here? How would you have made so many friends? How would our lives turn away from the endless wars of the wolves?" Lappland said, smiling, "I wouldn't be here, if I hadn't followed you here. If I didn't, then I would have committed suicide a long time ago."

Texas lifted Lappland away from her, and stared into her eyes. They shared another kiss. Warm and loving, anxious of their future. How Texas will cope with her loved one's death. And how Lappland would sit there, patiently waiting for her death, hoping she would live just a little bit longer.

There they stood together, sharing the only connection they had left. Each other. No family. A few friends. But truly in their eyes and hearts, they bore each other in their hearts.

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