"Sorry, new kid," she tells you. "I'm still young... It'd be better for only one of us to die then both of us. I hope you understand."
You look up into her wet eyes, bewildered at what you're hearing.
"Good girl, don't try and play Hero today," Valerie says as she approaches Miranda, gun still aimed at her.
A tear rolls off Miranda's face and plummets to her hand, slamming you to her palm. You lay down, wondering to yourself what you'd done to deserve this fate. It all seemed so unfair, so cruel.
Miranda says nothing as she flips her hand over above Valerie's, dropping you to her hand. A smile spreads across Valerie's red lips, but Miranda only hangs her head.
"You can go now," the secretary tells Miranda. "Unless you want to see this kid die."
Miranda wipes her eyes with the back of her arm, and then she...
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