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Silence.
There wasn't a dial tone. He slammed the receiver down, and the panic started to close in again. He rushed outside and yelled, "is there anyone down there? Anyone at all?"
There was no reply. When his voice died down, there was only silence, save for the creaking of the trees. Nick fell to his knees on the lawn and stared all around in disbelief, shock, and fear.
Nobody. Nobody here at all but him.
Where was everyone?
Was he the last person still left in Boston? Or-the terrible thought started to batter at his frightened mind-was he the last person anywhere? Had something terrible happened, stranding him here, all alone?
What was going on? Was there anyone else? Anyone else left at all?
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It's not a place on a map. It's a state of mind.
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