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Rosalia’s POV: I see him the minute we round the corner. I know it is his voice calling out to me and I try to follow it. Pulling Mara with me, she struggles to keep up, but I drag her on, my fear keeping me moving. “ROSALIA!” Stopping for a second, I pull Mara around a corner to catch our breath. She concentrates on taking deep breaths while I try to calm my racing heart enough to keep running. “ROSA!” The voice calls out again, and I catch my breath for a moment before shooting an apologetic glance at Mara and pulling her with me. We run, fear keeping us both running. Zig-zagging around corridors, we pull each other along. I can tell Mara is tiring and so am I, but I let the adrenaline and unease power me on until we round the final corner. By the time we reach it, we’re both shaking,