𝟬𝟬𝟱. 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗱

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▌𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕𝐈𝐄'𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑.

Instead of worrying about where she was and what she was doing, she followed the group. She walked in front of JJ. The blonde followed behind her. "Walk quicker. We don't have all night," JJ groaned to the girl.

With a frown, Sylvie stopped and pivoted to face him. "You could go around me?" She told. The blonde Pogue directed the beam of the flashlight directly towards Sylvie's face. "No. If we get attacked I can push you to the attacker and save myself!"

The Cameron girl squinted her eyes, due to the fact the light was blinding her. "Shut up," John B sighed as he, Pope, and Kiara walked ahead.

Sylvie ignored the blonde's comment and just turned around and continued walking. "You know how you're trying to remember a song and can't remember who sings it?" John B asked Kiara, "Yeah."

John B turned around, making sure his friends were following him, "So, Redfield. This whole time, I thought it was a place, right? But it's not a place. It's a person."

In a line, the Pogue family watched the grave in front of them. Sylvie observed the overgrown ivy plants. "Voi-effing-là." JJ expressed as he hit his Juul.

Sylvie coughed as all of JJ's smoke blew into her face. The blonde had a smirk on his face when he turned around and saw that she was coughing. "See, my great-great-grandmother Olivia Redfield." John B said as he pointed his torch at the wall. "That was her maiden name."

The blonde girl stood in seriousness. She observed the scene before her. "Help me with the door." John B took a step closer, causing Sylvie to take a step back. "Come on."

"All right." Pope nodded as he stepped forward, JJ had not moved from his position next to Sylvie, showing his unwavering support.

Sylvie frowned as she looked at the boy. Her hand tapped his, telling him to go help. "One, two, three..." John B counted down for him and Pope to begin pushing the door open.

JJ rolled his eyes and began helping. "Are you pushing?" Pope asked the brunette boy next to him, John B groaned, "Yeah, I'm pushing,"

"Hold on." JJ grabbed the door, "I got it."

Pope was struggling, 'This door is like 700 pounds. It's not gonna budge." He groaned. JJ shook his head, "We didn't come this far to get this far, all right?"

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