Vince
Running as fast as his tired legs would move, Vince could see the helicopter up ahead. Just a couple of hundred feet more to go. “You can do this, damn it," he muttered to himself.
Every step he took felt heavier and more painful than the last. His lungs fought for the little air that trickled in, and he coughed most of it back up; the air was so thick with smoke and dust.
“Hurry up!" One of the soldiers in the helicopter yelled out. “We gotta get out of here!"
Vince lifted his hand in an effort to show that he'd heard the guy and he was trying his damnedest to hurry. He'd never been so terrified but at the same time so determined in his life.
Rose's voice still fresh in his mind reminded him of Will's last words. Don't give up. How could he have ever considered it? The only thi
