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"He said, 'Come out, come out, wherever you are,' and I saw a gun. I loaded it, jumped out, and held the gun, asking, 'Who are you?' He had a hood over his head, but I could see his black hair sticking out. Dressed in all black with a leather jacket, black gloves, and beautiful blue eyes, he pulled off the gloves and said, 'My name is Zane, and I'm only here to help.'

I questioned, 'Then why did you stab Emma?' Zane suggested, 'Yeah, let's sit down and talk.' 'No, no, no! I'm not sitting down with you,' I replied in a shaky voice. Suddenly, I heard an explosion. Zane urged, 'Run!' 'No, I'm not going with you,' I insisted. 'Would you rather die?' he asked. 'Uh, fine, just get Emma,' I said.

All I remember is Zane running to me, saying, 'Look out the window.' I saw a bomb on the window, and then an explosion. I woke up in the woods, a fire burning late at night. Zane was cooking meat over another fire. He looked at the tent, and I quickly zipped it back up. He came in, offering, 'I made you some meat. Where's Emma?' I replied, 'She's still at the lab.' I questioned, 'What lab?' Zane explained, 'The one where we just got bombed.' Zane exclaimed, 'What? No, we have to go back for her.' I said, 'Oh, she's... um...' I pressed, 'Oh, she's what?' Zane hesitated, then said, 'I think she's dead.' I was left stunned."

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