Second

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Hi! Sorry for not posting in years! This is the second chapter and yep. A new notification here...

Bold writing will be like strongly pointed out or something.

Enjoy the story!

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October 12, 2045

Eleven years old

Grace field

With Emma and Norman
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"Let's run away, Emma. We're going to leave this place." Norman said to Emma when they went into a empty room.

"We don't know what the outside world is like, but we'll be fine, we will manage to survive."

"If it's you, me and Ray..." Norman continued.
(Bro really forgot (y/n)'s appearance 🫠)

"Do you think...it's possible to take them with us?" Emma muttered,putting her hands on her head.

Norman was shocked.

"If we leave them here, they will end up like...that, without doubt!" Emma continued.

"We can't just leave them behind, we have to save them too!" Emma said, the tears fell.

"I don't want anymore of my siblings to die!" She cried more.

"It's...possible." Norman said, giving Emma hope.

"It will be fine...We will successfully get out with them..." Norman continued, smiling to comfort Emma, he doesn't like Emma to cry, he doesn't want Emma to cry.

After some moments, Norman left, leaving Emma alone in the room.

Norman reassuringly smiled.

Because I was crying.

Emma bit her lips, tightened her fist.

I won't cry anymore.

Never again.

There's no adults we can trust, how are we going to out-run them?

Her eyes got sharper.

"It's a strategy." Ray's words from earlier appeared in her mind.

Yes! Think of it as a game of tag!

We have to find...

...A way for us all to survive!

Then she got up, and began to go back to the room she slept in.
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Norman's side

He arrived at the room, gone straight to bed.

This night is too long for him, he need rest. He ignored the fact the (y/n) and Ray is not in the room and went straight to sleep, he need to come up with a plan, a plan that could stop Emma from crying again, to bring back her smile...

With (y/n) time: earlier

(y/n)'s POV

'I was smiling?' I thought as I began to walk to the bathroom.

Why did I smile?

I looked in the mirror after washing my face with cold water.

I saw the reflection of me, and I was

Smiling...

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