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Alpha Maximus I can’t sleep after losing my best friend. My sweet little Hope is screaming in her sleep. As I gently wake her, she burst into tears. 'Nathan didn't do anything wrong! He didn't deserve to die!' she cries. She had just dreamt of the explosion and Nathan dying, a trauma I knew she would forever have. I wish I could have shielded her from seeing it, from being there. I wish I could have prevented Nathan's death, the explosion, all of it. My mind replays when the car window wound down, revealing a gun pointing at the petrol tanker. I knew that the whole place would explode if he shot the tanker. It was a run-or-die situation. Then I had grabbed Hope's arm and ran as fast as possible, praying to the Moon Goddess if we could just outrun the explosion in time. Not wanting