He panicked, dropped her, grabbed his rifle, and smacked her across the head with the butt of it. She was fully prepared to shoot him in his pretty face, in fact, she ended up switching the safety and pulling the trigger, but the bullet went astray as he swatted the gun away from himself. Her eyes flew open and she yanked her Luger out of her belt holster. She was so shocked she couldn’t keep up her facade. The silencer had whispered her name and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. Then he’d come out of his hiding spot, rifle slung over his shoulder, and hauled her out from under the car. Said silencer, a surprisingly human-looking man, shot her just above the knee. And no case of amnesia of any extremity could dissuade her from her course to Wright-Patterson. Getting back to Sammy was a mantra that played in her head constantly. A harrowing semblance of their old lives.īut she didn’t need help from her diaries to remember Sams waving at her from the back of the bus. Those yellow buses were so normal it was scary. She read through her diaries, but there wasn’t even the slightest hint of what could’ve happened there except the fact that her brother Sammy was taken by the soldiers on those garish yellow school buses. Or more specifically, the demise of the refugee camp.

She couldn’t remember what happened at the refugee camp. Or more specifically how he died, but she did know for a fact that he was dead. There were some things Cassie couldn’t remember since leaving the camp for alien apocalypse refugees.įor example, she couldn’t remember what happened to her father.

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