❝ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯', 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵. ❞
𖥔 ࣪ ᥫ᭡ꗃ⋆࣪.
𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Emma, Astoria, Ray and Norman are the brightest kids at Grace Field House orphanage, and under the care of the woman the...
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ᥫ᭡ ❛ FALLING ❜ ♫
━ a ray tpn fic! ˎˊ-
027. ━ ❝ IT'S BEEN A WHILE, LEUVIS. ❞ ✩
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DISCLAIMERS!
strong language , angst , violence , detail of death/injury
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IT'S ALMOST BEEN ten minutes.
They're here already, but it's just Nigel.
Astoria thought, gripping onto her gun nervously.
Nigel is in the position where Oliver was supposed to be.
And no one else is in their positions, that means Oliver and the others can't come.
And Sandy's group..
We heard the whistle, loud and clear. But that doesn't necessarily mean that they're all okay.
We need to assume that this is worst case scenario.
It may be the worst situation, but we still have to fight.
Astoria and Emma shared a look. They were both thinking the exact same thing.
We have to win.
How though?
Think. Come up with multiple strategies.
Even if it seems impossible, we have to pull it off and we have to put an end to this hunting ground.
To end this suffering, so all of us can survive.
All of our friends are counting on us. Our family is counting on us.
I'm going to see Ray again. I have to.
There's a future I want.
A future I'm chasing.
With Emma, Ray and my family.
We can't die here. Not now, not ever.
So, we're going to win.
"What is it, you two?" Leuvis asked with a roll of his eyes.
"Isn't there a way without killing?" Emma asked, the words rolling off of her tounge before she could even think about it.
Astoria looked at Leuvis, deciding to side with Emma's question. She didn't want to kill anyone if she didn't have to, but at the same time, the anger built up inside of her because of how many children he's killed over that last few years really wanted to take over and kill him on the spot.
