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Vincent, Vivian, and Jorge were standing in the rubble of their Safe Haven, their faces filled with sadness and resignation.
The battle had left its mark on the place that used to be so peaceful and beautiful.
"It's over," Vincent whispered, his voice laced with grief and sorrow.
"We've lost," Jorge added, staring down at the rubble.
"We have to leave." Vivian said, her voice tinged with regret and bitterness.
Nancy slowly approached the three of them, her face tearfully sad as she took in the devastation of their once peaceful Safe Haven.
"How.. how can this happen?" she said softly.
"We knew there would be bloodshed." Vincent replied, his voice tinged with resignation.
"It's over." Jorge muttered, his face filled with sorrow.
"There is no other choice." Vivian sighed, her gaze downcast.
"But, this is our home." Nancy pleaded. She had just begun to feel like home, to feel happy.
The trio turned to Nancy, and for a moment, there was silence.
"I know," Vincent replied, his voice tinged with sadness.
Jorge nodded, his face filled with sadness and grief.
Vivian said nothing, but her gaze was filled with regret and sorrow.
"We can't stay here. It's too dangerous," Vincent said.
Jorge added, his mouth set in a grim line, "This isn't our home anymore."
Nancy's lips trembled, her eyes welling up with tears. "But... where will we go?"
"We'll figure it out." Vincent replied, his voice tinged with frustration and resignation.
Jorge added, "We'll do what we have to do."
Vivian's face was solemn, her voice quiet and resolute.
"We'll go elsewhere. Somewhere safe."
Nancy's throat tightened, her breath catching in her throat.
"But..." she began, her voice tinged with sorrow, "We had something here."
Vincent's voice grew harder as he spoke, "It's gone. You know it, I know it."
Jorge nodded, "There's no going back. Not now."
Vivian spoke, her voice cold and determined, "We have to move on."
The surrounding terrain was in rubble and ruin, devastated by the intense battle that had taken place earlier.
Smoke and debris drifted around them, and the stench of burnt flesh and blood swirled in the air.
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