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It's hours before the two of you find someplace far away from that place.

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By the time the two of you find something to sit on, light begins to fill the sky.

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Time's running out. 

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Once the light touches them, they're gone.

 

Forever.

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You try to think of anything else you can do together, of something to keep them there just a bit longer. â€‹

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