The trip back to the train was a dizzy dream. My emotions were still frozen courtesy of Yeti. He had to top up the persuasion every so often because occasionally the panic would burst through and I would start bawling like a baby. Something which seemed to Causeway a lot of broke releasing in the Cursor brothers.
The train was apparently the quickest way back. We had piled into the empty carriage there was no one in it, courtesy of Dron who once tossed them out without an ounce of remorse. As it started to move I remained glued to Silas’s side. I might have been number but my brain still knew that it was bad. Really bad. He was no longer conscious despite my constant yelling at him to wake up. There wasn't even a flatter of his eyelashes. No glimpse of the beautiful mischievous eyes.
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