I ran to Phoenix sobbing, wishing, hoping a miracle would happen. But nothing did. The only family I had left beside Anna and she's gone. And it was all my fault. Because I didn't go into her room and insist on her coming out. Because I was foolish enough to actually believe that she was alright and not come on time. Because I was the one that killed her.

Anna soon came to console me and to mourn over the loss of her sister. Jack must have untied her. I felt him come closer to me and sit down next to me. Right then and there all I needed was a shoulder to cry on. He pulled my head to his chest and kept it there while I cried for my sister. I wanted this to just be a terrible nightmare and wake up the next day and completely forget about it. My fear is losing someone I love.