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Voices.

Wait, voices?

Weird.

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Silence.

Now gray?

Maybe I can open my eyes.

I struggled to open my eyes, and after what seemed like forever, I fluttered them open.

“ N-Newt?”

That's what I tried to say. What came out was

“N-nawww.”

I heard something. Someone was there. I turned my head ever so slightly, and saw Chuck watching me.

“ Chaaaac”

Was what I managed to get out. Chuck immediately stood up, and rushed to me.

“ Minho! Thank shuck you're awake!”

“ Where?”

I could speak a little.

“ The hospital.”

What hospital?

“ Safe haven?”

I murmured.

Chuck's expression saddened.

“ No, the safe haven was fake. Just like everything else WICKED does. We stole a berg and took it to an abandoned hospital, and Gally got everything running.”

Gally. Is he okay?

“ Gally?”

“ Yeah, Gally and Brenda were both able to distract WICKED without any major injuries. Brenda just got a sprained arm, which will be healed pretty soon.”

Then I remembered Teresa. There could have been a small chance she’s still alive.

“ T-Teresa?”

Chuck just shook his head. I was crying again. I knew it. I managed to hold it back a little though. Just a few tears. I knew Teresa wouldn’t want me to cry. Wait, what happened to Alby? Is he okay?

Speak of the devil, here he is. Alby walked past the room with crutches. Huh?

“ Why?”

I motioned at his crutches.

“ Oh, these? I got shot in the leg.”

Alby continued on, probably to check on Brenda.

My friends went through so much for Newt. Newt. What about Newt?

“ Chuck? Newt?”

I knew what Chuck's silence meant. Newt was dead.