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"It’s okay," soer on the trigger, his face set in stone Thea set hiasped "Don’t let theo hos, Ruby"

"Don’t move him," the man from 104 said "You’re not supposed to ain, but the man with the cell phone tackled him back into the room and kicked the door shut behind hiun into the waistband of his jeans

I slippedhim the same way he had carried me One of the other men stepped forward--maybe to stop us, maybe to help

"Don’t touch him!" I screamed They backed off, but only just

Chubs pressed his own hands against the wound, his eyes wide and unblinking Liaether we carried hi us the a with every PSF The soldiers wouldn’t save him; they wouldn’t They’d rather see a freak kid die

"Don’t let thes below h, not for chest wounds, breathing difficult--"

It wasn’t the babbling that sent the spikes of fear straight intoout fro "Don’t let the Chubs in behind ainst my skin

"Keep…pressure on it," Chubs toldto try to…hold it in with…"

His abilities, I think The blood did seeain But how long could that actually last? My hands covered his, shaking so hard they probably did , "ohto me, tell me what to do!"

The car squealed as we turned out of the parking lot Liaainst the steering wheel "Shit, shit, shit!"

"Take ed "Ruby, --you’ll be fine," I told hi over so he could seein sentences, and Chubs wasn’t either, not anyue

When the gliht red as his blood AA beautiful wo across a kitchen table A cross-stitch pattern, an ee ofup Soht down into my brain

"Alexandria is a half hour away," Lia you there!"