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Gale eventually gave up, returning back to camp as his mind scambled. |
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Kayla woke late that night, screaming in pain. "Gale!" She screamed, blood pooling around her |
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Gale jolted up, rubbing his eyes before darting off to the sound. "Kayla?!" He shouted, eyes wild. |
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Kayla screamed his name again, her voice weaker as the darkness tried to pull her under |
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He called her name over and over again, eventually being a hill over from her. |
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Kayla used the last of her energy to scream his name again and again, slipping into the darkness |
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Gale finally got over to her, sliding to her and scooping her up. |
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Gale snapped a hand over her mouth, looking at her with wild eyes. "Sh," He ordered, standing and starting to bring her back to camp. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
