ARTHUR’S POV
“Wait for me, mom and dad.” “Your sister, Jane. Oh my poor Jane,” Janet lamented. “Go back son. Hurry and save her,” Dennis said, and they disappeared. Arthur shouted, “No!” I woke up as if someone dropped me on the bed. Darkness loomed around the room for some time and then someone swapped on the light. Vivian, my new partner in crime, sat beside me. I smelt her perfume but I can’t see her. Maybe because of the light that shines and strikes my eyes. Or maybe because I was not feeling fine. And, after some minutes, I see everything. Feeling pain in my chest, I forced myself to sit up and leaned my back on the wall. “Why did you save her?” V
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