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act three; four; i miss you.

act three; four.

Eli and Thales,
had been walking for
over two hours now,
and Miss. Grayson had been
getting impatient.

"Okay,
so maybe I
got us lost."
Thales said with a smile.

Eli just rolled
her eyes.

"I really should
just go home. We've
been gone for hours."

"Alright, alright. First
one to the
train station wins?"

"You're on, philosopher."

Thales made a
sound of disgust,
and then took off
running,
following the sounds
of a distant train.

"Hey! Cheater!"

Eli yelled as
she took
off after her.

After a while,
Thales stopped dead,
and Eli crashed
right into her.

"Hey, why'd you stop?"

Thales didn't say anything,
and just nodded
her head toward
the man pointing
a gun at them.

"Give me all
your money,
or I will
shoot you
in the gut."

The robber said
with his finger
on the trigger
of the shotgun
in his shaking hands.

"Alright man, no
need to get
aggressive."

Thales said in
a sarcastic tone.

"I. Will. Shoot."

Eli decided to step in,
trying to calm
the man while she got
out her wallet.

"Here. Take the money."

The man looked
almost happy,
as if these
things brought
him joy.

"Good.
Now just to make
sure you don't
go blabbing to
the coppers about
who robbed you..."

The sound was instant,
and almost deafening.
It took Eli a
minute to realize
what had happened,
and when she did,
blood began to
pool around her feet.

The man had shot Thales.

Call 911. Call 911. Call 911.

A message in
Eli's head,
that she kept repeating,
trying to get her
body to respond.

But it just wouldn't.

After a while,
Eli came out of shock,
and began applying
pressure to Thales wound,
rifling through
her purse,
and trying to
find her phone.

At least fifteen
minutes later,
an ambulance appeared,
and carried
Thales on board.

The EMT began
to ask Eli
questions about what
had happened,
but she couldn't
bring herself to answer.
All she could focus
on was Thales wound.