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"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆, 𝒑𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆,
𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒐
𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆'𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆
𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚,"

"𝑰'𝒎 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆-𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒇
𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘
𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕
𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒏𝒐𝒘,"

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The girl is lying in the snow.

Her eyes are closed and I slowly pat her head, listening to her pained sighs.

With my help, she slowly sits up.

"Thanks for the hand." The girl says.

I nod.

Everything around is white. There's only snow and snow and snow. I can't see the golden grass anymore, I can't even walk on it because the snow is covering quite a lot.

The mountains at the far end are also in the snow.

Everything is covered in snow.

I help the girl stand up, her weak and sick body barely moving.

I'm worried.

𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣?

𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥𝙨 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚?

The two of us start to walk again, going in a direction we don't know of. There are footprints of our journey behind us but the fast-falling snowflakes will probably cover them in a few minutes.

Erasing everything we had made.

𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚.

𝙄 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜.

𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮?

The girl falls to her knees and I reach to help her.

𝙊𝙧 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠?

The girl lies down again, breathing heavily. She doesn't have any energy anymore. She can barely move and I'm worried. I'm so worried.

She can barely keep her eyes open.

Is this how death is?

I'm not sure.

I've never experienced it.

But she looks like she is dying and I don't want that.

I don't want her to die.

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"Oh... fuck." Ren cursed.

From the alleyways, people were starting to emerge, running and yelling. They were all trying to escape the gunshots of the King Of Spades but Ren wondered how had so many survived this far.