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3 hours after her collapse, she awoken and realized that she had been cold for quite a while. She looked at her watch.

9:56 am

"Fuck. I can't believe how weak I am." She insulted to herself. Twist then sighed and got back up on her hands and knees to continue crawling.

Meanwhile..

Oliver had just woken up from the morning sun blinding his eyes and the vultures squawking out from this windows.

"Stupid birds." Oliver grunted and got out of bed. He looked around and saw no sign of Twist. He didn't want the bishops to noticed her absence so he quietly tried calling for her and looked around the room.

"Twist? Twist?!" He whisper yelled. Until he realized what she told him a few days back.

**flashback**

"I will get out of here."

"Are you dumb? Trying to escape is a death wish."

"Then I'll die trying."

**end of flashback**

"Oh my god she really is trying to leave?! She's crazy! I have to find her before the bishops do first."

Oliver quickly packed a bag and looked around the room until his eyes met a the clothing closet. He found the tunnel he once dug long ago.

"She must've found this dumb hole and crawled through there." He said as got on his hands and knees to start crawling to find Twist.

He crawled and crawled. Taking breaks to hydrate or regain needed energy. He knew what he was doing unlike Twist, who was just winging the plan at this point. As he went through the tunnel, he let out a string of curses here and there.

"I told her it was a bad idea but nooooo don't listen to the guy who has tried so many times before. Why am I even looking for her? I don't even care." He told himself but he knew deep down, he did care. He cared a lot.

Making sure Twist was safe was the one thing that kept Oliver going. Getting himself dirty and exhausted. From traveling for so long. Oliver too, kept an eye on the time.

4:33 pm

He rolled his eyes.

"I can't believe I'm still going for this girl." He sighed in disbelief of his actions. "I'm tired anyway. Stupid twist and her dumb escape plan." He grumbled as he made his pack a pillow and drifted to sleep.

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