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Alvaro Vacanti. Alessio Rigano. Nancy Kyle. Isabel Ramirez. Kimiko Kao. Brandon Harte. Jeremiah Fury.

Nancy fell to Kimiko Kao. That was curious. Was Kao defending herself? Had she been defending herself this whole time? Didn't matter. She was a threat, that mattered. She had no idea who Jeremiah Fury was. Maybe she'd recognize his face if and when they ran into one another. Scout imagined him with the face of a rat. That's all he was to her, that's what all of them were to her.

Alessio Rigano. Kimiko Kao. Brandon Harte. Jeremiah Fury.

Thinking about the list distracted Scout from the pain in the side of her abdomen and the burning in her fingers. The wound was not bleeding as much as it had been before. Scout did not know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing. People say that your whole body goes cold when you bleed out so maybe it was a good thing. Small wonders.

Scout straightened herself up. Her shoulder was propped up against the wall, one hand clutching her side, the other holding the M-10 in a vice-like grip. Fool her once, shame on you; there is no fooling Scout twice. She pressed off of the wall, wobbling on her feet before straightening herself. The bloodloss was not substantial. That was obvious from the fact she could still walk on her two feet. But she wasn't prepared to risk it. She kept her hand on her wound as she slowly made her way over to Noah's prone body.

Her approach was a struggle insomuch that each step seemed to stretch out the stab wound. It was hard to explain. Like Scout was moving a muscle she never knew existed before. It was surreal. It was scary. And Scout would have to get used to it.

She bumped something with the end of her boot. Scout looked down. She lowered herself, reached out the arm that was holding the gun, and clutched the hinge of her companion's glasses between her middle and ring fingers. (The senior, that is, not the weirdo who was looking at her funny.) A dabble of blood stained the lenses but, hey, at least they weren't cracked.

"Are these yours?"

She stood up straight again and turned slowly, holding the glasses out awkwardly in her hand. Then Scout saw Lily Caldwell. Immediately she did not consider the fact that Isabel was screaming out for 'Lily' to help her, to save her. Instead she gasped and furrowed her brows.

"Did all of you people get off the same goddamned bus?" She said, off-the-cuff.
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