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Third person's POV:
Two months later ....
"Rowan , are you sure about this ?" came Aaron's voice from her ear piece , as Rowan mounted her bike . The wind was chilly , and rustled the yellowing leaves of the trees around her , sending some of them twirling to the ground , glimmering gold in the light of the rising sun . Until they reached the ground one by one , to lay still and dead ...
Usually England was warmer this time of the year , but to her it seemed that they would have an early autumn this year.
Another gush of wind came , sending a shiver up her spine and a few loose strands of hair , blowing into her face , but she quickly brushed them away.
She let out a sigh before she answered: "Not at all , but this is my only way out Aaron. "
She slipped her helmet over her head , and the bike roared to life beneath her , when she turned it on. I've missed this so much , I haven't been on a bike since ... since ...that night , the last time I saw Cal...
She shook her head , trying to clear her thoughts , she needed to focus , no distractions... she told herself .
Time for one last ride...
She hit the gas , the engine roared again , and she sped off into the break of dawn .
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She came to a stop , when she reached the site . It was an old abandoned building , about two storeys high , but it looked as if no one had been here in ages . The windows , were practically non existent , some shattered , and at some places there were just these holes in the walls where she guessed windows were . The building had an off-greyish colour , but the original colour , could not be identified , since most of the paint was chipped off .
At the top of the building there was a name painted , but so faded over time , that it was not recognisable .
The building was practically in the middle of nowhere , there were a few abandoned buildings surrounding it , we'll more runes than buildings . And the occasional tree , here and there .
The clouds rolled in , changing the sky to a depressing grey hue , and far off the crack of thunder could be heard .
"Rowan this is a suicide mission . " came Aaron's voice from her ear com .
She climbed off of her bike , and pulled her helmet over her head .
"I know "Rowan answered , her breath came out more shaken , than she would want it to be . She breathed in deeply , trying to calm her racing heart .
"I'm never going to see you again , am I ?" This time it was Aaron's time to sound shaken .And Rowan heard the faintest sniff over the earpiece .
Rowan didn't answer , but she felt the stinging sensation , of a tear , running down her cold cheek , this time she didn't wipe it away .
"We had a good run didn't we "came Aaron's voice ," we would always get into trouble in the orphanage , and somehow you never rad me out , you always took the fall for me Row . "Aaron's voice sounded a bit more strained . "You are the best friend anyone could ever ask for , and I will always love you Row no matter what and I ... " Aaron started chocking and didn't seem to be able to finish what he was going to say .
"Yeah , me too " Rowan said in a whisper .
"Goodbye Aaron ." She said .
Rowan stepped , forward toward the ominous building . She reached out to the door , and pushed . Surprisingly it didn't make a sound as it swung open.
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