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.blood. warning: mentions of abuse, blood, and death.
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She was surrounded by bodies on the ground.
Young children, they were her students, laying on one another as blood splattered everywhere.
She let out a scream, covering her mouth. She ran to one of her students, shaking them as if they were going to wake up. But she wanted to try. She needed to try for her students.
"You're not worthy of teaching us."
She stopped in her tracks, hearing that voice. It was Ebele.
Ebele had appeared behind her with another student. Taraji spoke.
"You got us killed."
She turned around, gasping and stepping back. Her students were covered in blood, their hair, drenched with blood dripping from it. Ebele's shirt that was her favorite, was bright red.
Her hands wrapped around her neck, begging for her to speak. Ebele and Taraji fade into darkness while a TV appeared in front of her.
Her teammates and the day she went on that mission.
