Evan. “Evan!” Millie called, her voice echoing through the narrow space. She found herself in a dimly lit tunnel. Shadows danced along the rough stone walls, and ahead of her, Evan was being dragged forward by two men in dark clothing, each armed and silent. He looked battered, blood trailing from a cut on his cheek, his eyes dazed but alive. “Evan!” Evan glanced back, a soft but pained smile breaking through his exhaustion. “Millie, don’t worry,” he murmured, barely audible. “I’ll come back for you.” She tried to reach him, her steps quickening, but the tunnel seemed to stretch longer, her feet growing heavier with every step. “Evan!” she shouted again, her voice thick with desperation. The guards yanked him forward, and he staggered, yet he turned his head once more, his eyes fixed on hers. “Millie, I promise,” he whispered, even as he faded further down the tunnel, his voice drifting like a faint melody. “I’ll come back for you.” She stretched her hand out, but he slip
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