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Aphmau's POV

*Play this bootyful song*

Travis.......no

How many more victims will follow in his footsteps?

Garroth.......

Katelyn.....

Aaron.....

Our baby.....

Me........

Are we gonna die today? 

Will I get to see.......

".....Lilith..." I whimper, as I shuffle up to the open willow casket, tracing the twines of the casket with my fingertips as I gazed down into the tiny casket......

Fit....for a tiny person...

My black dress ruffles against the twines as I lean over to get a full view, sobbing silently as I do.

For the past few days, I have felt nothing.

I have felt empty.

Though somehow, tears just keep flowing.

Not a lot, but just like a calm river, pulling my soul along with it, my joy out of sight.

Many attended Lilith's funeral, all wearing the same somber looks and all thinking the same thing. 

As I lean over, I keep my eyes shut, sucking my lips in, my tears dripping inconveniently over...her.

Somehow, I finally mustered up the courage to open my eyes, and what I see sends me into a breathing catastrophe.

She was lying in the small willow casket, her body embalmed and her face as soft as ever, her throat sewn up, a convenience done by Travis, and she was wearing her flower girl dress, the dress she was supposed to wear at her mother and father's wedding day.

But above all that, her face, it was so peaceful. 

It was like she finally safe from all pain and suffering that the world brought upon her.

I fish from my pocket a small pin, it displayed a mooning crescent with lilies sprouting from the side.

Before I place it, I rub the smooth plastic with my thumb and look up to the bright noon sky, closing my eyes, trying my hardest to feel her presence, one last time.

Having known that my tries are in vain, I finally place the pin alongside Lilith in the casket, whispering those three words to her before collapsing to my knees, using my arms to prop my head as I cried against her coffin, the dead grass rough on my exposed knees.

Come back......come back....

Don't die on me......

No......I'm not gonna die today...

NO ONE IS DYING TODAY

I thrust myself upwards, bringing my fist up to impact Mr. Garnet's blonde stubble.

He's right.....Aaron isn't here right now......

He stumbles backward, the water now waist high, falling into the rushing current.

But who says I can't protect myself?

I let the current take me forward, the cold water causing my insides to shiver like my outsides, though it was therapeutic in some ways.

I did not hear Mr. Garnet surface or any thrashing of the water other than the gushing flood take down all medical equipment in its path. 

I try to think about what I should do, what action would be smart to take and which would end catastrophically.

Though I didn't have that much time to think about that, as I noticed I was reaching a pair of double doors, closed and most probably sealed due to lockdown.

My eyes widen as the current rushes into the door, on impact splashing upwards then raining back down to redo the cycle.

I try to prepare myself for the sudden impact, holding my arms out as a shield, feeling my elbows shake and my muscles strain as I catch myself on the door. 

The water was now up to my neck, swarming around me as I clung to the door's door stopper, taking a glance at my fingers, that was turning a light shade of blue. 

Think cmon think!

Then I remembered why I shouldn't think.....because then I'd think of.....Travis

God Travis why.....

Not knowing what else to do, I slam a closed fist against the door, and as expected, nothing happened.

Well, there was that now throbbing pain in my wrist.

I tilt up head up as I began to kick my legs to stay above the surface of the current, gasping for any oxygen as my body weight weighs me down.

Then I feel a distant feeling of hope, as a face presents itself, beyond the door.

I manage out a mere word. "Katelyn...."

Third Person's View

"Aphmau! Oh my Irene!" Katelyn abandons Aaron's gurney and rushes to the closed double doors in front of her.

On Katelyn's side, the water was barely at the ankles, but on the other side......

Though muffled, Katelyn could still make out some of Aphmau's words. "Katelyn, please Katelyn help....." Before Aphmau could finish her sentence with the word "me", she remembered who she forgot to help......

Someone, Katelyn will never forgive her for.

Garroth pushed the gurney to the side of the hallway, then ran to help Katelyn, snatching up a fallen pipe from inside one of the rooms, leaving an unconscious Aaron on his own as Garroth went to Aphmau's aid.

Katelyn eyed the pipe, conveniently moving out of the way so Garroth could do his specialty.

Cmon Ro'meave, you go get that door.

Sorry, serious moment, back to story.

He tried to whack the hollow pipe at the small window area of the door, unfortunately failing at making even the slightest crack.

And as this was happening, the chilling water on Aphmau's end had risen to inches away from the ceiling, Aphmau's whole body submerged except her face.

And to make matters worse, her hyperventilating breaths caused her to become even more tired from trying to keep her pregnant body afloat. 

So, she did the next best thing.

She diverted her gazed from a panicked Katelyn and a furious Garroth to a sleeping Aaron.

His relaxed expression settled her a bit, time almost slowing down as she studied him, not even sure how to react in her current setting.

But she should, shouldn't she? Having been in a Life-or-death situation, many would say, one too many times?

Well, one thing did change, she knew how to swim now.

Not that it will change anything anyways....

She then closed her eyes, staring up at the ceiling as the water kissed her cheeks, her mouth ajar as she breathed her last breath.

The water then consumed her.

And a certain someone's eyes fluttered open.

Have a nice day my crystals!