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3:15PM

My body hurts. Everything hurts. I still can't open my eyes. I feel so heavy but somebody is carrying me over their shoulders. The air smells of fire, burnt metal and I taste copper in my mouth. I am too tired to move. I feel the person's body against mine. Such raging heat that it makes me sweat. We have been walking for a while now, God know how long. I feel a hot tear roll down my eye as I hear my savior's rasp and rapid breathing, holding my body tightly with its thin, stretched out arms.