Carl's POV
"Enid!!!" I screamed.
I abandoned Lydia's body and ran over to Enid's.
I picked her up bridal style and started running back towards the RV.
She can't die, I thought. She can't. Not for my stupidity.
I broke through the tree line.
My dad was in front of the RV keeping watch.
He turned to look at us and his eyes widened.
He ran towards us.
"Oh, my God!" he shouted. "What happened?!"
"Enid..." I breathed. "She was shot."
He nodded at me then ran into the RV.
He returned a moment later with Eugene and Carol.
Eugene took Enid into his arms.
"What was it?" he asked calmly but urgently.
"G-gunshot," I stammered.
"Okay," he breathed and he and Carol took her inside.
I sat down on the steps that led into the RV and put my head in my hands. I felt the tears come.
She can't die. She can't.
