" I- I just need to know... Is she going to be okay?" "Isaac, Hazel will never be okay! Do you not understand that?" Frannie screamed from the other end of the room. Michael tried to hush her down but she just interrupted him. "Hazels ways going to be sick! Alright? Because, you know what? Hazel was right! She is a grenade! And she's going to land every single fucking one of us into complete misery from her own impending and there's not one thing we can fucking do!" She wailed. Michael got up and ran to her, clutching her in his arms. "Isaac, she's dying." She whispered. And that's the last thing I can remember.