Excerpt. His chest tightened as the girl lifted her head, backing slowly away from the door. Those brown - reddish eyes finally looking up at him. Her expression blank, her body communicated no words, and that panic that had been so urgently present, was gone. Instead, those eyes looked back at him, cold, emotionless. The thick steel inner doors hissed slowly pulling toward each other, steadily blocking the space between them and her. "No! Monti!" Hank called to her, desperately banging on the window. Though there was no knowing if she could hear him through crashing ruckus of the attack, that didn't stop him from wishing she'd understand his final words to her. "I'm sorry Lady. I'm so sorry."
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