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The stinging pain, as well as the noise he had heard told him that this was not a good idea, at least the last thing he'd see would be his dear friend Simon...
Watching as blood seeped from Elias' mouth had hurt him enough already, but knowing that he had killed his dear friend pained him, he looked to the door, smiling at Peter, before he murmured his last words...
It was supposed to be a simple boat ride, but now he was glad he told Martin to stay safe...
He was locked in, no matter how hard he yelled, no one could hear him as the smoke crept up, he knew that he couldn't let this fate befall his parents as he dialed Sasha...
It was so cold, she couldn't move her limbs, so cold, she was glad that the last person she saw would be Tim...
The pain all but vanished as his smile faltered, at least he got to say goodbye to Jon...
The pain in his neck was too much, he was glad that Basira was there to take care of Melanie...
She had only wanted to calm the situation down, but she knew that her death would only enrage Daisy...
She had told Melanie to call and ambulance before launching herself at the officer...
Picking up the glass, her last thought was that it ended with her
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