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Thirty- eight

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Thirty- eight

Gone. Austin was gone.

The words seemed poisonous. She didn't feel anything at first, but once the toxin sunk deeper, the effects took their toll. Like an out of body experience, the world around her kept moving, but all she could do was watch as someone else pulled her strings.

Her efforts of trying to escape Dante's grasp became weaker—her wails softer. In her chest, the beating of her heart thundered. Austin's image played on a loop in her mind. By now it would be more than just his fingers that the Rabid consumed. The image made her stomach churn.

They went through so much together. Even before the end of the world.

This hole could not be filled.

Savannah and Daniel made quick work on the double doors. Metal clinked as they wrapped chains around the handles, reinforcing the entrance with a large wooden beam.

They were safe. At least for a moment.

But Arryn no longer knew what the word safety meant. The Rabids would always be a part of their world—destroying everything they touched.

"Let me go!" Arryn screamed as she thrashed, wearing her emotions on her sleeve.

The gun still burned hot in her hand, waiting to be fired. She could have taken that shot. Austin could still be alive. But Dante had ripped her away.

"I said let me go!" Arryn repeated. His strength outweighed her own.

"How do I know you won't run back out there and save him?" Dante asked.

"How stupid do you think I am? I had an opportunity to save him and you took that away from me."

He set her down, watching her carefully.

"If I left you there, you would have become a snack for those things. I couldn't let you die, Arryn. I won't apologize for saving you."

Hot tears stung her cheeks.

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