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MAYBE I'D BEEN a little too quick to give up on everything, I realized. The events of everything that had passed by had been particularly scarring, but I let it get to me and had retreated into my head so bad to the point of losing all possible hope in a situation where all I really needed was hope.
And I remember Zach telling us to search up whatever shred of it we had left and hold on to it.
God, I wish I'd seen it.
Zach's expression quickly morphed into one of disbelief when his eyes landed on us. "What the fuck?"
"Nice to see you too," I offered cluelessly and he narrowed his eyes.
"You've been here the entire time?"
"Well," I paused. I'd been in this hallway for a pretty long time. This room, maybe fifteen minutes or so. "Kind of."
"And you?" He turned to Kerry.
She wordlessly pointed to the closet and he made the wise decision to not question it before continuing.
"I guess that's good. You're both already here. Saves us the time and trouble it'd take to find you."
"Where's David? I've been waiting cramped up for ages." Kerry grumbled but he ignored her as he spoke to me. "We're going to need a couple guns each on both of you. And a reload for David."
He paused at the door as he fiddled with his gun. When he was done with that, he looked over his shoulder at the both of us, "Buckle up. We're in for an old-fashioned standoff."
"And keep track of their names," Zach supervised. "It's the only thing that helps us keep track of them."
We were in the living room, directly in the middle of the house with both of the main hallways at our sides. Zach had led us here, only to find with David, who'd been hiding behind a sofa with an empty gun.
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