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And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love. Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above.
— Pompeii, Bastille
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━━━━━━ November 15, 2149
THE HARVEST CHAMBER WAS completely empty, not a soul in sight other than the dead body lying on the ground in front of them. Maya ran forward with a shriek as she recognized the man. She hovered over her father, crying at the sight of the bullet hole in the middle of his forehead.
⠀⠀⠀Casey's eyes caught Bellamy's. First Dr. Hassan and now Mr. Vie... every person who worked to help them was getting picked off and Casey knew that some of it could be prevented. They needed to find another way, another exit, but they were trapped inside the mountain with nothing. They had needed their help, and one way or another, there would be losses.
⠀⠀⠀After a few minutes of mourning, Maya told them they needed to keep moving as Octavia would be waiting for them to get inside. They got Maya into a hazmat suit and an oxygen tank before rushing to Level 5.
⠀⠀⠀Bellamy opened the door, and Octavia launched herself into her brother's arms with a relieved sigh, as she said, "Oh, Bellamy!" Then, she turned to Monty and Jasper, jabbing her fingers into the former's stomach, and exclaimed, "I knew it! You two are too scrawny to drill."
