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Her hands trembled slightly, but she forced herself to stay steady. She pushed her wheelchair back quickly, creating distance between them. Jessica was still screaming in pain, unable to open her eyes. Elowen pressed the control button on her wheelchair and moved away from the hallway as fast as she could. When she reached an open area outside the building, she finally stopped. “That was amazing,” Elowen muttered under her breath, her voice shaking slightly. It was not pride. It was relief. Her heart was still racing fast. She slowly placed the pepper spray back into the bottle holder on the side of her wheelchair.

ARIA The soft hum of the city outside barely reached my apartment. For the first time in weeks, the noise didn’t press down on me—it felt distant, like something I’d finally outrun. I sat curled on the couch, still gripping my phone, staring at the message that had landed in my inbox just ten minutes ago. > Congratulations, Aria. Your application has been accepted. Start date: Monday. Welcome aboard. Four lines. That’s all. But they hit like a wave I hadn’t been braced for.

In this desolate area, the sacred forest, poisonous water, people do not have to worry about setting a password for fatigue. Dean turned on the wifi, the “ting ting” of the message endlessly, thrown into a quiet space. Dean reached out and turned off the volume. A few minutes passed, the phone screen was still bright, even though he put it on mode for ten seconds, it would turn itself off. Dean thought he should sit at the desk to handle the work but the mosquitoes in the mountains cannot be despised, each one is as big as a grasshopper. Competing with guerrillas, stinging quickly to make him itchy the whole body, unable to concentrate on work.

Will was elated when he saw the dirt road, he suddenly lost all strength in his body as if all the exhaustion from the past month had finally caught up with him. He slid down on the ground for a while, but realized it wasn't completely safe so he got up and dragged his backpack back to the edge of the forest. He set up a small camp behind one of the larger trees so he had cover and started planning his next step.

@Mia: @Grace @Leah let's just do it, make her body thin all of a sudden hahaha. Grace, Leah, and Mia used twitter to release their evil thoughts that had been running through their heads when Evie was first elected to the seminar committee. They held back the thoughts, but the embankment holding them back collapsed at the sight of Grace's chirping. One thing they forgot that night: everyone on their timeline saw all their tweets. People who agree with them will find their tweets funny and entertaining. However, those who don't agree will really regret their tweets. However, the worst thing is: Evie is one of their followers and she cries while reading their tweets.

Four days after the attack, the survivors set out just after sunset. They hauled the injured onto the newly made carts made from pieces of wooden crates and solar panels as roofs. The carts held all of their unpacked supplies to conserve space. Men took turns pushing the carts forward across the broken road. The caravan moved slowly as they rolled past the solar towers littering the desert. Ahead, a city rose before them. They angled northward where wind turbines dotted the mountain ranges.

Her short, dark brown hair tumbled free, and she let out a sigh of relief as she began to unwind. One of the first things on her agenda was her medication. Nysaa knew the importance of her pills, the small yet crucial lifelines that helped her cope with the trauma of her past. She popped a few of them into her mouth, washing them down with a sip of water. The routine was a reminder of her vulnerabilities, a tether to a past she wished she could forget.

There was a glimmer of something dangerous in his eyes, he seemed more relaxed, the tension in his jaw had slackened and his grin had widened, he stared down at his hand for a moment, onto his ring finger, unbridled by any woman. There wasn't a being on this earth that could tie down Warren Astor. "So tell me, Miss Ellis, do you have my money?" "No- but I-" He brushed off my words, "Yes, you told me you would have it tomorrow. But I'm afraid my patience has run out." He stood straighter, reaching into his pocket, "Which means you must repay me today in another way," I flushed and I didn't know what had overcome me but my tongue was tired of being bitten back, "I will not do anything-"

I'm too selfish right now and not too proud to admit that. My phone vibrates in my hand, and I look down to see a text from Rowen. Rowen: Babe. Apparently one of the pics from the wedding is out there. Don't freak out. I've googled everything I can think of and it's only one. Me: I know. I was just about to text you. Apparently my mother thought it was nice for the families to have a wedding announcement in each of our hometowns. Rowen: Thank god. I was afraid I was going to have to raise hell with the photographer or the hotel.

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