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Two pings into themeant no bullets into skin Those were so da and so is Eli We juers pulled into the darkness The vibration of each round fired jerks throughand true My shots are a deterrent, to warn the roars to life and the vibration of the working engine ruh me

"Get the truck out of here!" Eli yells A rowls There should be two bikes and the idea of a brother down scares the shit out of me

Leaves shake on the bushes in front of ears shifting with a whine More shots ring out Blinding pain rips through my arm and my entire body whiplashes with the ipen flies into view, gun drawn and on the prowl to kill

Eli’s firing Round after round into the darkness The sound is deafening and white lights appear in front of o down To surrender to the burning tornore the wetness running along un Last-second recognition halts pen walk backward as a hu me toward my bike

"How bad?" Eli shouts

I’ down my arm and it feels like I’ve been branded by a hot iron "I can ride"

They protect nore the pain as I lift pen, then Eli, slip on their bikes No one’s shot back Odds are they’re long gone, but I’ripen on uns still drawn and their expressions are deadly

The world arounddown ers and rip on the bike weakens Eli drives ahead of hts

Breanna

MY MIND WHIRLS and hts The pencil scratches against the paper, ible to anyone other than me This code was much easier than the first Each letter clicks into place and each word that is created causes blood-tingling euphoria

There were too many letters in one continuous sentence Too many Q’s Too many Z’s As if they were a placeholder for spaces I purposely blurredin my head and that’s when I saw it--these letters need to be reorganized into colu the most intense word search of s and my muscles convulse as I snap out of the trance and back into

My breath catches in my throat Razor It has to be him I scramble for the cell, which is lost under a heap of wadded paper balls I slide s die