When I awoke in the morning, the very first image I saw was Justine's arm wrapped around my waistline. I could feel his warmth on my back and his abdomen pushing on me as it gradually goes up and down with each breath he takes. He was snoozing quietly in my ear, which I didn't really mind at all.It's really sort of reassuring since it means Justine was getting those much relaxations and naps. I'm shocked he came to bed at all, much alone into my bed. After our conversation last night, it seems like we could be bound to remain at odds for the foreseeable future. But he doesn't seem to be furious anymore, since he's wrapped up so securely with me. I'm not sure whether he thought about it all night and eventually viewed things my way, or if he apparently decided it didn't make a difference and needed some consolation.I don't mind either way.He's here with me, and I planned to take advantage of the situation. I jerked my head around, cautious not to disturb Justine's slumber, and realiz

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Justine gave a shaky nod. I supposed he wanted to convince me I'm mistaken, but he doesn't because he actually understands it ain't going to help him. Either that, or he's realizing that not everyone in our group was as tough as he was.  Diana was already frail, and he and I both understand she does not have to overhear him sounding so pretty bleak and terrible. "Perhaps we should halt for the evening. We won't be able to keep up this speed for much longer. Diana's feet were already in poor condition. If we continue like this, we will have to carry her the rest of the period."  He scowled as he stared at Diana.  "We haven't even gotten that far," he said. "In dry heat, I've gone significantly further in one straight, with seventy pounds of equipment tethered to my shoulders."  I almost smiled broadly. "Diana was a schoolgirl, not a seasoned like-Navy officer like you. She can't

 We'll never learn and tell if she indeed made the correct choice, but I'm grateful Diana was still with us, even though our lives were at risk at the time. We probably wouldn't be able to swerve to avoid them indefinitely, and if we don't reach this destination soon, we'll be dead. Diana would die from frostbite, while the remaining of us will most undoubtedly be mauled to death and ripped to shreds. At the very least, if we don't take things into our own hands first.  Justine's hand was on my shoulders, like it often was, pulling me ahead. It's a gentle, consistent reminder to keep moving no matter what and to don't ever take a gander back. It reminded me of a painful argument we had too many months earlier about just what I should do if something happened to Justine.  Never, ever keep looking back.  I'm not as stupid or naïve as some people actually believe. I'v

 We accompanied him out the doorway and down the corridor. Justine was assisting Diana in walking, while Peter was assisting Ricky in a little way since he had also wounded himself when attempting to rescue Diana. They both seemed to be in horrible form, particularly Diana's feet, which were patched up and bleeding from all the wounds she had. She wanted a comfortable bed to sleep off the happenings of the day, and she hoped that tomorrow would be better for both of them. For the remaining of us, as well.  We exited the laboratory section of the structure and entered the residential quarters. It's unusual to watch the area to get beyond chilly and unapproachable to warmer and inviting, but I'm delighted to see it. These corridors were well lit, and the air was much warmer. There's still blood all over the place, and even though they've been cleaned white, I could still see the decomposed body laying there.