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“No!” I cried as the fire surrounded me, engulfing my family with its flame.
A tiny hand shot out from the fire. “Nad, help,” Nicole croaked.
I took the little hand in mine, and it became dust.
“No!” I sat up, waking.
Breathing hard, I looked around. I was in my room in the underground bunker in northern Greenland. It was okay. I inhaled slowly. It was okay. Everything would be okay. I would fix everything.
I laid back on my pillow, but couldn’t close my eyes without seeing Nicole’s terrified face and her b****y body on my lap.
I kicked the covers away, dropped Pinky over my pillow, put on sweatpants over my shorts and a cardigan over my tee, and left my room. I tiptoed in my heavy socks down the hallway, afraid of waking up anyone else. Nobody had to suffer through the night wit
