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The World Remains

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“We have to go. Now.” His voice is deep and urgent. Somewhere in my brain, I know he is right. The man I killed hadn’t come here alone; people would come looking for him. I willed my feet to move, to follow the stranger as he led me through the darkness. It was strange how easily I was able to focus only on survival, how quickly I was able to forget what I had just seen and done. — location: 14 ^ref-28863