Aurora POV.
There she was. A woman about the same age as me.
She was huddled up in a corner. Her body was bare filled with bruises and blood. Her breathing was erratic and she kept huddling up into the corner.
Nathaniel pulls out his gun and looks around for any danger.
We step closer to the women to notice that her breathing was getting slower.
I bend down and mover her hair out of her face.
I free myself from Nathaniel's grip and run towards the nearest toilet to puke my guts out.
She looked like me.
Nathaniel comes running after me and holds up my hair. I turn around and clutch onto us shirt.
She had the same eyes and same hair.
I sob and hiccup.
Nathaniel pulls me closer and we hear the woman take a loud breath.
We both look around and notice a small note next to her.
