I WAS DEAD.

It happened in seconds.

How come one moment you're laughing because finding the little things made it possible to even live then the next you're screaming in terror?

Make it a lesson.

Always carry your weapon in your hand, you never know when you're going to need it.

I learned that the hard way.

I was so dead yes, but at least I wasn't going down on my own.

I had Rebecca with me, my sister.

Rebecca who swore to protect me when we accidentally got separated from dad when trespassing this hell of a city.

Never again either will we trust strangers again.

Another lesson hard learned.

But at least now we were together, we were going to hell together.

At least, that's what I thought.