Seperated

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Lincoln's POV:

   I woke up about an hour later in a small house. I wonder what happened, where I am, and mostly, was Octavia okay?

   I have cuts all over me, and a stiff neck. I sat up when I heard someone walk near me.

   "Hey you're finally up," said a blond girl who looks almost as bad as I do.

   "Who are you? Where am I? How did I get here?" I asked her.

   "I'm Clark. We met at Reapers, your going out with my friend, Octavia. You're in my treehouse. I saw you get wash up unconscious, and I thought maybe you would know if Octavia is okay?" She replied. I think I remember her.

   I thanked her for saving me. I also told her that I had no idea where Octavia was. How we got separated when the wave came. But maybe if I survived, she did too.

   "Why are we up here? Can't we go look for survivors?" I asked her.

   "Well we're inland and up high so if another wave comes we should be safe. Sometimes there are more than one tsunami you know," She said to me.

   There could be more?! If Octavia lived through this one, what if she doesn't make it after the next? I would never forgive myself for letting us get separated.

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