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5:00Am your last days on Earth?

"Gilbert! Show yourself!"

His ears could only hear her steady steps. She was in the living room.

He found himself prisoner inside the kitchen. He kneels down against the wall and started to pray those words he knew since he was a child. He felt his throat all dry, he wanted to scream, but each time he opened his mouth nothing came. He sat down and look to his left side under a small table. She always was a little obsessed with these kinds of things. He smiled a little at that glimpse of memories. Somehow an inner voice told him to look inside the small drawers it had, but he doesn't found anything because he didn't bother to listen his voice, he's to cool for that.

5:12 am She can't be your savior…she doesn't have powers…

"Gilbert! You always said you were going to try…why you fail?" she sobs as she sits on the brown couch in the living room.

She cradles her hands to her face and bitter tears starts warming her cheeks. Her heart is at pain. Her emotions are going faster than a train. Somehow, she unaware of this changes so she cries and cries. She then curls on the couch and slowly shuts her green eyes.

6:00am Relax…you still have time

Slowly he passes next to her sleeping body and climbs the stairs not before looking at her, so peacefully quiet. She could be an angel; she could be a devil or both at the same time. She's so mesmerizing that his red eyes sinks on her body, but he's quickly thrown back to reality when her fingers start to move. Rushing to their bedroom, they share too many things, a grabbed the phone on the floor, luckily for him it still had the tone. Placing the phone between his shoulder and ear he marks the numbers. He kneels down and starts to search in few boxes that where inside the closet.

"West! Guess what? I'm so awesome my own wife wants to kill me!"

The boxes where empty and some had shoes, that obviously belonged to Elizaveta, his gun was nowhere to be found. His palms started to sweat and inside his mind rushed so many different things sometimes he had to slap himself mentally to think clear and also to hear his brother's voice on the other side of the line.

"Well, West is still awesome, but can you come?" His voice started to tremble, his body and hands shaking. It was the last box he open and nothing. He quickly stands and throws all her clothes to the floor and desperate search over and over again without success.

"Ummm…West? You better come quickly because I don't find the gun"

Gilbert feels a touch on his right shoulder. He quickly turns his back and stands; the phone falling on the carpeted floor. He backs down, but he's left without space when his hands feel the cold surface of the wall behind him. His red eyes become watery and his entire body trembles without stopping.

"ELIZAVETA!"

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