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@esmeralda-gramilton

Well, I think we should work on trying to get the raid and everything figured out so you could do that. I might have to call a meeting!!

@urwen-starial

Here’s what I got. *Winces* Tell me if you hate it. 😬

His thoughts and flashbacks are italisized

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“I feel fine. But who’re you? And what are you doing in Jin’s house?” the girl asked.

Logan opened his mouth to reply, then stopped, staring at Rhioe. An awful sickening sensation swept over him. He felt a chill then a burning heat.

There had been a look in her eyes. A change of expression. It had lasted only for a split second, but it was enough.

He tried to speak. He had to say something to answer her question, but when he finally managed to speak, all he could say was, “Sh-Shyla!!”

His mind screamed at him. No! No! You can’t lock up now! She’s not Shyla!  You know she’s not Shyla!! Shyla’s DEAD!! 

But his memory was already dragging him backward into the horrible past. His surroundings faded. The world seemed to whirl in shades of gray and flashes of yellow.

He could feel the heat. It was growing all around him, getting closer and closer. The smoke was filling his lungs, choking him. He felt Shyla’s hand in a deathlike grip on his arm. 

The grayness in his vision gave way to flames. He could see them all around him like a wall of fire. He heard the crackling of splintering wood and through the roar of the fire he heard her voice whispering hoarsely.

“Logan- Logan you’re here! Don’t let me die-please- help me- the smoke- I I-I can’t breathe!!”

Next her face came into view: pale, frightened and streaked with blood, spot and tears. Her soft eyes gazed up at him, filled with pain, but trying to look brave.

Weakness trembled through every muscle in his body. He held her tighter in his arms and tried to move, but the smoke choked him and his mind blurred. Blood ran from the burns on his hands. 

Suddenly Shyla looked up past his head. Her eyes glazed with terror and she gave a scream. He looked up. His vision went black as what seemed like a wall of scorching heat hit him, knocking him to the ground. The last thing he felt was that horrible burning, tingling pain.

Logan knelt staring wide-eyed at Rhioe, completely unaware of the world around him. He was only aware of the horrible past he was stuck inside. His hand slid from her shoulder and pressed against his left temple. All  he could hear was that haunting scream echoing over and over again in his head.