One
This was the end. The end of a life we took as a given for too long.
Even when I closed my eyes, I could not escape the alarming images. In my mind, they fought for attention, one worse than the other. All the scenarios of what would go wrong. All the people that would die. I heard their screams inside my head—tortured, murdered, r***d.
But there was something else. A premonition that something even more awful was to come. Something that would make this scenario pale in comparison. My body shivered. I was barely aware of how I collapsed to my knees and frantically held my head in my hands.
“Adama!”
It was her voice. The only voice that would tear me from my nightmare. From what I had become, from the fate that pulled me with its claws, beckoned me to let go of sanity.
Adama.
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