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“Stay with us,” Hayley shouted

He didn’t respond, and she began to perform CPR “We can’t let him die”

Kurt felt for a pulse He didn’t feel one “It’s too late”

“No, it can’t be,” she said, co to force life back into him

Kurt stopped her “It’s no use, he’s lost too much blood”

She looked up at him, her face smeared with soot and tears, her white dress stained red

“I’m sorry,” he said “You tried”

She sat back and turned away, looking exhausted Her hair fell around her face as she looked to the ground Her body shook as she sobbed

Kurt put a hand on her shoulder and gazed at the da them

The wreck of the boat still burned on the pro hulk of the Eurocopter lay where the shattered façade of the Concert Hall should have been Volunteers were hosing it down, desperately trying to keep it fro, while onlookers poured froawking as the rest moved quickly in the other direction

It all happened so fast Chaos sprung on theht have knohy lay dead at their feet

“What did he say?” Hayley asked, wiping the tears from her face “What did he say to you?”

“Tartarus,” Kurt replied

She stared “What does that mean?”

Kurt wasn’t convinced that he’d heard the man correctly Even if he had, it made little sense