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There's a room where the light won't find you. Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down.
— Everybody Wants to Rule the World, Lorde (Cover)
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━━━━━━ October 16, 2149
CASEY SAT IN THE dropship opposite Raven. Her chest was on fire, the skin around the wound enflamed, but her attention was taken by Raven's injury. A bullet had lodged into her stomach, no exit wound and no time for surgery. Clarke stoked a knife in the fire before cauterizing the wound. They could worry about the lasting effects once they survived the day.
⠀⠀⠀"That should stop the external bleeding," Clarke said, resting the knife on the table.
⠀⠀⠀"I don't understand. How did Murphy get a gun?" Finn asked, his brows furrowed as he looked between their two leaders.
⠀⠀⠀"Long story," Bellamy mumbled.
⠀⠀⠀Casey hadn't realized when they first stumbled back from the dropship, but Clarke and Finn had returned. (Although Monty was still missing.) Clarke had been captured by Anya but saved by Finn and Lincoln. The former helped them through something called the Reaper tunnels.
