He came back today and I have no idea of what’s going on. Truth to be told I’m scared.

He just walked in, grabbed me and walked out. Dragged me along.

We have been sitting out here several hours.

He’s still holding my hand.

Won’t let me go.

Logan.

Tried to talk.

He told me to be quiet.

We’re just sitting here. He keeps staring at me.

He has scared away everybody who has tried to approach.

It’s getting dark already, and cold. I can’t stop shivering. Cold or fear? Don’t know.



“Here.”

His jacket.

Not really his.

Black leather, something from lower levels.

No scent of cigars or beer, but I can smell… Blood? What the hell is going on?

“Do you want this back? Is this why…” His tag. He stares at it.

He doesn’t know what it is. Oh, God.

“Logan? Are you alright?”

Please. Answer.

Please.



“They broke you. Made me forget. Made me forget so many things. But I remember you.”

No. I remembered. I carried his tag. He was supposed to be safe. No!

“I think I remember. You’re Marie, right?”

I’m going to be sick.

“Marie?”

Stop. Stop talking.

“I… I remember. I do remember.”

Stop talking! I fucking failed! They hurt you again!

“I almost forgot few times. But I remember most of it…”

Shut up! Let me go! Why the hell do you even bother to talk to me?

“They kept breaking you, and every night I put you back together. I’m sure it’s almost all there.”



“Marie!”

Let me go.

I can’t listen anymore.

They broke him. I failed, I failed and he’s broken.

How do I hide when he can sniff me out? How can I outrun him when he doesn’t tire out?

“Kid, wait up! Marie… Shit, Marie, wait!”

No. Not going to wait. Can’t.

I failed you.

Sorry.



I can hear him running and shouting. People are staring at us. Do something! Stop him!

“Marie! Wait! Stop running, goddamned! Shit…”

He’s getting closer. If I just…

Not good. Not good.

Dead-end.

“What do you want?”

Stop staring and talk to me!

“What the fuck do you want from me?”

Don’t touch, don’t touch! Take your hands off from me!

“I was so fucking worried… Just let me see that you’re alright… Please, don’t run…”
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