You feel a heat pounding in your head as you rush toward him, a scream tearing free from your throat. The boy doesn’t flinch as you collide, but you hear your scream echoed around the park.
But it’s not your scream. It’s other people screaming in fear. Somehow you know.
It’s your fault.
The realization makes you pause, and the boy uses your hesitation to slip a syringe into your neck. It’s a sedative. As you fade, the heat in your head subsides, as do the screams in the park.
It’s your fault. The thought pounds in your head as you slip into unconsciousness.
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