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Finn gripped the pommel of his sword, but he couldn't bring himself to attack or even threaten the children. They didn't know what they were and they had been taught to hate. There was no chance of finding Emily now, and if he stayed, they would kill him.
He took one last look at the children and then scrambled back towards the door.
"Stranger." The little girl blasted him again, and Finn was knocked sideways, banging his head against the metal rivets. He pulled himself on, legs like jelly from the attack as he hauled himself out of the door. He rolled back into the courtyard, lying on the gravel, panting with pain. If they came out now, they would finish him.
But the door slammed shut, and he was left alone, staring up at the stars.
Finn lay there for a moment, his breath returnin
