Chapter 14Mature

I saw them moving like a great rock
Unable to be stopped
The Others were in front
Their direction toward Us

My heart brought out its whips yet again
And away we ran
as The Others caught up
We jumped
and curved
and slid
and rolled
until we had reached The Tunnels

We resealed the barricades as The Lost Ones pleaded
Shedding tears because of their isolation from the world
She clutched my arm tightly
but her eyes looked to another dilemma

We had a Marked One

The End

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