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She bent down and snagged the can with her free hand It smelled of food Her mouth watered She held the knife aardly as she ran her finger inside looking for anything that ht be left She came up with reedily froer

It tasted like heaven

She carried the can with her to the living room And there the full extent of the mess became clear: cans and wrappers everywhere And tomato sauce all over the white carpet

Only here it wasn’t tomato sauce and Leslie-Ann knew it

Then she saw Albert He was sitting with his back against the wall, which was splattered with gore

His eyes were closed He wasn’t ht the desire to run and run and keep running Only, she was still thirsty and hungry And there lay a water bottle with a few precious sips still She drank it Not enough, but soers dug out the plastic trash bags Then, quick, quick, before soathered all the cans and bottles and thrust the It wasn’t much, but her brothers could find a couple of ounces of food

She glanced at Albert, feeling sorry for hiuilty and

His eyes They were open

"Albert?"

She went closer Were his eyes following her?

"Are you alive?"

He didn’t answer But slowly, slowly his eyes closed And then opened again

Leslie-Ann ran fro

Chapter Twenty-Nine

4 HOURS, 8 MINUTES

BRIANNA DREW THE bowie knife fro you in three pieces didn’t do it," she said to Drake "So this ti to dice you like an onion"

She blurred and Drake split open at the waist Not clean-through, but she’d finish it with the next one

"Get her!" Drake yelled

She twirled in e knife down again, chopping Drake’s whip hand and leaving it like a reddish python, squirain! In the blink of an eye