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There it was. Just beyond her horizon, out of her grasp. That small, growing feeling tugged at her heart. Why couldn't she just reach a little farther, burn a little brighter. Make everyone help her reach farther than she knew she ever could on her own. All she needed was a smile, that slight turn up of a woman's lips, a man holding the door at the bank before it closed. She needed something tangible to hold onto, to show her children everything would be alright.
The cave went on for miles into the mountain. I couldn't see an end anywhere in sight, but we couldn't go back the way we came either. There was too much going on. I could hear Mia in the background behind me crying softly to herself. No one tried to comfort her. We were all in some ways on our own now even if the group stayed together.
The broadcast faded in and out of the static it tried to cover. There was something he was saying, but as soon as he would say something important, the static would win again. She would never find out what was going on this way. Life was at a standstill. Everyone was panicking, and she couldn't even figure out if there was a plan of action, anything that would save them.
It was the fourth of July. Everyone was staring in awe at the fireworks. Little girls were screaming as they ran around with sparklers. No one could hear my scream from only fifty feet away. I might as well have been in an empty, dark corner of an alley--it would have had the same outcome either way.
Both of us could only stare at the horror before us. No one, not even the worst of people, should have to go through what all these people did. Most were dead; those who were still alive looked lifeless, as if they had no reason to live anymore anyway. We could not believe the suffering these people had gone through just for one man's tyranny.
The cook just looked at her for a moment with a look of pure disgust. It wasn't really a big, she thought, but the cook looked at her as if she had just witnessed her killing someone for sport. It couldn't be that weird to be a vegetarian.
It was all in the past. That's what everyone kept telling her. The thing no one knew is her mind brought it up every single night without fail, sometimes even waking her up. She wouldn't be able to go back to sleep for hours every time. It may have happened in the past, but it wasn't in the past. It still haunted her.
The library was astronomical in size. She couldn't possible find every bit of information that would help her. There were classified papers, books on the subject, books on the primary books. She was going to be here all day. There would be no time to relax--everything depended on what she found today, and she couldn't afford to not figure this case out.
He walked into the square and looked around. He didn't know who this mysterious person was, or what they wanted with him. He only knew that he sensed that somehow, everything depended on this meeting, and that it was going to change his life more than he knew.
It was of great interest to him. This merger either meant that he had a job or didn't. So when he heard those small, slight words uttered two booths away, about how the other company was changing their minds, he couldn't help but feel a small hint of dread creep up his spine.
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