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The drone is hovering right outside the breach, pouring fire into the suite. We are trapped in the bathroom. And we are naked.

And in that moment, I know I’ve lost her again. --- The alarms start blaring. Red lights flash across the hall, and the floor vibrates as the facility comes alive. Arden’s voice cuts through the chaos. > “Contain them.” Metal shutters slam down around us. Armed drones drop from the ceiling. I grab Liana’s hand and run. “Move!” I shout. The hallway erupts in gunfire. We sprint through the smoke, the sound of metal and fury echoing off the walls. Liana’s breath comes in ragged gasps beside me, but she doesn’t let go.

Drake announced. Ten minutes was a short time, but at a time like this, it dragged by slowly, letting you feel the pain and torture. Zypher placed her hand over mine, squeezing it with hers. “It’s gonna be okay, Ravenna. Just think positive thoughts.” “Okay.” Minutes later, we were pulling up at the house, but the firefighters weren’t yet at the house. “Fuck. What’s wrong with the door?” Drake asked. “Do they have their arms in there with them?” Jacob asked.

Before I can process this, the flames become bigger, swallowing the furniture in the room. I make a run for the door. Just as I was about a step away, a cupboard fell down, blocking the door. A scream leaves my lips as I instinctively jump back in fright. Hugging Ian close to my chest, I shout out the first name that was on the tip of my tongue. “DRAX !” I step back when the flames threaten to engulf me. I look around, hoping to find anything but almost everything is on fire. Just as I thought I had lost any hope, Zion's voice fills my ears.

This life's go no escape, Go hard until I can't see straight, Sunlight burn in' my eyes, How the fuck am I still alive? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa)

she drew a small crowd as she sang “Don’t you dare look out your window ..darling.. everything’s on fire …the war outside our door keeps raging on..hold onto this lullaby even when music’s gone…gone…just close your eyes …the sun is going down..you’ll be alright now one can hurt you now..come morning light..you and i’ll be safe and soooound…ooooh…ooooh…just close your eyes…you’ll be alright…come morning light..you and i’ll be..safe and sound…oooooh….ooooooh….ooooooh…” She stopped and looked up with a soft smile. “You still sing and play beautifully my love.“ Dracon said as he walked towards her. She smiled and met him half way after setting her guitar down. They embraced and kissed deeply. “I

Playing in the game to lose I did everything for you It's all your fault It's all your fault, bitch Why you gotta be so cruel Playing in the game to lose I did everything for you I hope you suffer Now I swear we'll never make it out alive Cuz we're tied up in this burning house Tied up in this burning house Tried to save us but you watched us die Now we're locked inside this burning house You won't ever let me out Burn it to the ground, burn it to the ground Listen to the fire, revel in the sound Burn it to the ground, ground, ground Locked inside this burning house Burn it to the ground, burn it to the ground Listen to the fire, revel in the sound Burn it to the ground, ground, ground You w

Shouts in the dark. I clutched the flash drive to my chest. “He’s leaving us.” “Or buying us time,” the repairman said. A flare burst overhea green, hissing, bright as a false sun. “Move!” he barked. We sprinted toward a narrow crevice between two cliffs. Rain slicked the rock, turning it into a chute. My lungs burned. Shouts grew louder. Gunfire cracked. A bullet sparked off the cliff inches from my head. The crevice opened onto a ledge overlooking the quarry floor. Below, trucks and men milled like ants. Silas stood on a rock outcrop, arms raised, as if surrendering.

Full on pounding the door with all my strength before I find the doorknob would probably be the smarter choice. Dumbass. I scold myself. I turn the knob. Swing the door open. Turn on the light. Nothing. Not. One. Damn. Single. Fucking. Thing. In this god damn room. I bring my finger to my earpiece. “Code red. I repeat code red, this is NOT a drill.” I say as the entire club goes into lock down, the lights flick on, screaming audible as I walk back to the club floor, men with half sucked dicks angrily standing, the girls standing in a straight line, heads bowed.

I pressed my forehead to the glass, whispering the only prayer I knew: ‘Burn them all. ****** ***DRAGON'S POV*** Her face pressed to the glass, ghost-pale, lips shaping words I already knew. *Burn them all.* The Silverado’s taillights vanished into the swamp fog, but those three syllables hung in the air like smoke. Louise’s lighter spiraled toward the gasoline puddle near my cheek, its iridescent sheen mocking the hellfire to come. A crow cawed—once, twice—from the skeletal pines.