Everything my dad had just said about me being strong... it was wrong, it was dead wrong. I lay in the middle of the road crying, and I could no longer wrap my head around anything. William had regained consciousness, and was being helped into a vehicle. Four men... it took four men to lift Nolan's huge body and gently lay it across the back seat of one of the SUV's. The dead bodies of the rogue attackers were moved away from the road, and set on fire. One survivor was bound up and thrown in the boot of one of the cars. People moved around me, doing the work that had to be done, and I could only watch in a daze. I thought randomly... how weird that in all this time, no other cars had passed this way. What would the humans think if they had seen the m******e on the road?
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