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"wyatt careful she's just a kitten!"
carmine holds wyatt's hand between her black paws, biting him harshly as he laugh at her attempt.
"woah carmine calm down" i chuckle softly as i watch the small kitten retreat into my jean jacket, "did you do-"
the soft hum of a drone cuts me off, realizing that carmine had heard it before we did. the red gleam of it's lasers shine through the slits of the door.
"why isn't it leaving?" wyatt asks in a hushed voice, "they always leave after a few seconds."
i raise my hand as a signal to be quiet. slowly, i stand up and walk over to the door. the drone buzzing louder and more erratically as i become closer.
"finn" a mechanical voice speaks, "i'm sorry."
millie.
"noah figured out how to re wire the drone to send voice audio clips. i hope you're safe, i'll send another message tomorrow so we can communicate back and forth."
even through a junky speaker her voice sounds soft and angelic, even more beautiful now that i can't see her. the lump in my throat grows larger as the smile on my face does as well, tears beginning to fall.
"millie we need to go" another voice whispers, "goodbye finn, im sorry for everything and please understand that i do care about you. goodbye." the audio shuts off and within seconds the drone flys off.
"was that?" what hesitates, not sure whether to ask.
"yes" i reply with tears falling down my cheeks, "that was millie."
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the sun still isn't up, i barley slept last night. my thoughts and fears kept me awake with apprehension of what was to come.
"finn?"
"sorry, i didn't mean to wake you" i push back the frail blanket, meeting eyes with wyatt who is clearly in need of more sleep.
"no it's fine, what are you thinking about?" he asks, positioning himself up against the wall.
"oh it's nothing" my eyes fall to a small metal contraption hanging out of his pocket, "hey what's that?"
"oh! it's nothing really" he replies quickly as he shoves whatever it is back into his pocket, muttering incoherently to himself.
"i decided what i'm going to do" i hesitatingly state. pulling the sheets off my legs i swing over the side of the cot and begin to tie up my shoe laces, "i'm going back to sector 1."
"no finn you can't it's a suicide mission" wyatt yells, awaking carmine from her slumber.
"calm down wyatt, i got over here didn't i?" i chuckle lightly, "relax i'll be fine, ill make sure to go back the same way i got out, no one will see me."
wyatt stands up abruptly, his hand in his pocket he looks back up with guilt written across his face.
"i'm sorry" he sighs, dropping the small contraption from his pocket as a red beam glows around it.
