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The Final Hour: Part IV

“Well, well. It seems you’ve made it after all, Isabella. I knew you would. You move quite fast when you are worried, now don’t you.” he trailed off, grimicing at something he heard in Joe’s thoughts. i reached out behind me,grabbing Joe’s hand. I felt him squeeze my fingers, hard. i never looked away from the dreaded creature that crept foward. “Let. Him. Go.” he stared at me for a moment, then began to speak. “Well, now, I don’t belive i can just let him go. He needs to be..replaced.” tears of anger welled up in the corners of my eyes. my thoughts raced, but i payed them little mind, glad my thoughts were always kept from this monster. i tore my eyes from the creature that stood before us, and looked at Joe’s face. his hazel eyes, warm and wide, looked at my pain-filled expression. i soon found myslef dazzeled, and gasping for breath. he reached one hand toward me, and wiped away my tears. he then placed it on my cheek. his hand was so warm. i regretted the decision i had just made, but i needed to do it…

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