The World is Dead

The World is Dead

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A scream from outside cuts off my search, so I close the blinds and run to join my family. Dad rushes away just as I join them, so I stand next to Luke. Dad comes back with a pistol. "Irene lock all the windows and have someone go with you. Javier you come with me, we're going to help whoever needs it." "What about us?" Luke asks Dad. "You take care of Derek and Maeve." Dad unlocks the front door. "And lock the door after us and do not let anyone in unless it's me or Javier." With that they leave and Irene takes Carmen to lock all the windows, while Luke locks the door. "I'm really scared." Maeve clings onto my shirt. "Will he be okay?" THE DESCRIPTION IS NOT THE BEST, BUT THE STORY IS GOOD!
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