Epilogue

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Y/N landed in a back alley, the air knocked out of her. She stood up slowly, looking at her surroundings. The snow fell down around her, covering her like a blanket. She walked forward, her boots crunching the ice underneath her feet. She called out, 

"Luther! Diego! Allison! Klaus! Five!"

No answer. She ran out on the street. There was no one. It was dawn, she realized. She ran down the street, looking around wildly. A banner hung on top of a store. She walked towards the store. 

The words 'John Fitzgerald Kennedy wins election' were printed across the banner in big, bold letters. 

No, no, this wasn't right,  she thought. John F. Kennedy was dead. He died decades ago. He won the election in 1960, this wasn't right. 

Unless...

This was the year of 1960. She was in a whole lot of trouble. 

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