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I squeeze e of her body from my brain I already saw it once in the photos, but it’s a thousand ti, but in those few short hours, she becaht when she convinced Woh those ducts and set off the so to art school and to be reunited with her little sister and give her a better life But I failed her and now she’s dead like Trent

Maybe Future-Adae the future Maybe, no matter what happens, our fate is already written and we’re just puppets being pulled along by strings And by traveling to the future, the five of us are forced to relive this loop over and over

I switch off the water and briefly touch her blue hair to say good-bye I ht have failed Zoe and Trent, but I still have a few hours until et out of the city, try to flee my fate

But what about Chris? He has a kid on the way—I can’t abandon him I need to tell him the others are dead at the very least, but he won’t answer my calls

I have to track him down in person

Downey Autoed-up cars that were in accidents and fender benders They’re scattered across the lot behind a chain-link fence As I approach, a big black dog barks at uy looks up from the hood of one of the cars, but he’s not Chris

The inside of the shop is hot enough toin the corner Sweat rolls down my back, hot and slick under uy in his twenties who’s co his neck and hands Three days ago he totally would have been rin “Hey,if I need help withfor Chris”

“He’s gone” The guy leans back and crosses his arive me his number, por favor?”

He rubs the back of his neck “I don’t know I can’t just hand out his nuency” I lean on the counter and give hiuy’s eyes immediately dart down toeither “It’s about Shawnda,” I add

He givesappraisal and clears his throat “Yeah, okay But don’t tell hilance at my watch while he scribbles numbers on a Post-it Chris only has an hour before theof his death begins This is my one chance to warn hiuy is playingthe nuive us a uy behind the counter disappears into the back

I al Chris it’s such a relief to see hilares at , a heavy wrench clutched in his hand