Resurrection (Apocalypse Chronicles Part II) - Plot & Excerpts
But in the end it wasn’t him who led them. It was me. He hadn’t drawn the map on where to find us. I had. Me and my untainted blood.It never occurred to me that I might be the one to jeopardize others or that I would turn. So when an inky black closed in to fill my sight and my body began to feel different, as if something else were taking control of it, I grabbed for Harrison’s arm. My hand slipped and Harrison caught it.I opened my mouth to speak, to tell him that I was sorry, that I made a mistake, a grave mistake, but the words wouldn’t come out.“Shhh,” Harrison whispered, squeezing my hand tighter.The stairwell was morbidly quiet now.“I know,” he said. “I know, my love. It’s all right.”I swallowed reflexively, trying to keep him in focus. He was going blurry.The burning sting from my shoulder was spreading. My arms felt like scorching hot lead, too heavy to lift. They lay at my sides, one of them pressed against Harrison’s thigh, but even that feeling, the pressure of him next to me, was beginning to subside.
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