one last thing. (eddie munson x mike's sister)

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max got out and lucas followed her.

they had a short conversation and she walked off.

i watched her from the window.

"this is taking too long." i said, getting out of the car.

"no, just give her a minute!" lucas called after me.

"i've given her plenty of minutes." i called back, walking towards her.

"max!" i called.

she didn't move, or respond.

"max!" i yelled.

i got up beside her and crouched.

her eyes were rolling into the back of her head and she was frozen.

"max!" i yelled, shaking her shoulder.

"help!" i yelled back to them.

the others ran up with her bag.

"music! robin said something about music!" dustin whined, rummaging through her bag roughly.

"we're running out of time here!" i yelled, shaking her again.

"i can't find it!" he dropped it.

"find what?" i yelled.

"her kate bush tape!" he whined.

"get mine! it's in the top of my tape box!" i yelled, shoving him over.

he ran to my car and back, throwing the tape to me.

i clicked it into the walkman, put the headphones over her and pressed play, turning the volume up.

she started to get up?

no

no she wasn't getting up, she was floating.

"what the-" i cut myself off, watching her levitate.

"max, come on! come on, max you can do it! fight it! fight that asshole!" i yelled up to her.

she collapsed onto the ground, hyperventilating in a ball on the floor.

i picked her up and wrapped my arms around her shushing her as she freaked out.

"you're safe, it's us, you're ok. you're ok." i shushed, gently patting her shoulder like a baby.

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we went back to my place after the whole...max thing.

it was the safest bet.

i had gone out to bring eddie food, the rest of the crew were at this...old house.

i didn't stick around for their explanation.

"somebody!" my walkie creaked.

"it's eddie, i'm in trouble!" it squawked.