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Chapter 8

           Albycriedoutandfellbackward.Newtgaspedandjumpedup,stumblingawayfromher.Thomasdidn’tmove,hisgazelockedonthegirl,frozeninfear.

           Burningblueeyesdartedbackandforthasshetookdeepbreaths.Herpinklipstrembledasshemumbledsomethingoverandover,indecipherable.Thenshespokeonesentencehervoicehollowandhaunted,butclear.

           "Everythingisgoingtochange."

           Thomasstaredinwonderashereyesrolledupintoherheadandshefellbacktotheground.Herrightfistshotintotheairasshelanded,stayingrigidaftershegrewstill,pointingtowardthesky.Clutchedinherhandwasawaddedpieceofpaper.

           Thomastriedtoswallowbuthismouthwastoodry.Newtranforwardandpulledherfingersapart,grabbingthepaper.Withshakinghandsheunfoldedit,thendroppedtohisknees,spreadingoutthenoteontheground.Thomasmovedupbehindhimtogetalook.

           Scrawledacrossthepaperinthickblackletterswerefivewords:

           She’sthelastone.

           Ever.

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