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Yes. She's dead. Asher's voice is replaying in my head over and over again. She's dead. Savannah is dead. My cousin is no more. I slowly get out of bed. I'm not feeling anything. No pain, no dread, no fear. I guess something inside me just stopped working. I walk out of the room and I absently descend the stairs. My hand is clutching the railing tightly to avoid falling over. My head is somehow spinning and I hope against hope that I don't lose consciousness. I can't walk anymore. I'm feeling tired and dizzy and everything is spinning. The world is literally toppling on it's feet, so I lower myself on the last stair. I rest my head against the railing and I close my eyes. Shit! Savannah.. "Hey!" Reid's voice comes from somewhere in the living room. "Reid." I call weakly.