Chapter-102. The Last Survivor

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'We'll make it..."

Words stabbed out of Ezra's dry throat.

'We'll make it...'

His legs buckled under the unbearable weight of exhaustion and starvation, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to fall.

'We're almost there...'

His every step was a cruel punishment, as he pushed through the pain, punishing himself for his own weakness, but determined to keep going no matter the cost.

'We'll make it. Stay with me, Ellery. A little longer. A little further.'

His voice cracked, as hope and desperation bled into every word.

He had chanted the same words like prayers over a thousand times during their ten-day journey through a hell called hope.

And when they finally reached the gate, it was just the two of them - the last survivors. Everyone else had fallen.

Ezra collapsed against the gate, his breath ragged and uneven. With trembling hands, he gently eased Ellery to the ground, her back resting against the cold wall. Impatience surged through him when minutes passed, but the gate didn't open. 'We made it! We're here!' Ezra's fist slammed against the gate. 'Let us out! Open the gate!'

Ellery just stared at Ezra, her hollow eyes brimming with tears, silently begging him to stop.

'The gate... will open for... the last survivor...' Ellery mumbled, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Panic sank its claws into Ezra's dying hope, tearing it apart, but the gate didn't budge. He turned, frantic, searching for the hidden cameras, the eyes that monitored them.

'J-just take her out! I'll stay here. Help her. Please! I'm begging you...' he cried, his voice breaking as he got to his knees. Tears streaked his grime-covered face. Ellery weakly shook her head.

'Don't kneel... don't beg...' Ellery reached out to him as tears streamed down her hollow cheeks.

Scrubbing his tears away with the back of his hand, Ezra took Ellery's frail hand in his, his fingers shivering as they closed around hers.

'I'm sorry... Ezra... I-I...' Ellery took in laboured breaths.

'Don't talk. Save your energy-'

'I w-w-won't make it-'

'You will...' Ezra shook his head, refusing to accept the truth, his grip tightening around her hand as she caressed the dirt off his cheeks. 'Listen to me for once...' she smiled faintly through her tears, her chin quivering. 'You are our last hope.'

'No-'

'Live a long life, Ezra-' 'No-'

'Live for me...' Ellery struggled to breathe. 'Live for all of us... for e-everyone who couldn't make it. Ok? P-promise me... you'll live. Live a long happy life...'

words faltered into a soft, serene smile. Her gaze took him in for one last time as if Ezra was a beautiful dream she was grateful to have and in the lost dream;

dimmed in them. It was as if

concrete with relentless fury, each punch shattering his own bones, blood splattering from his fingers and knuckles

of my ribcage. It was a pain I had never known, and now that I

you. Just show up and I'll forgive you... don't you fucking abandon me now...' he sobbed, pressing his forehead against the

imploded into a void

He called out in a soft voice, as though the name itself would revive her. 'Stay with me, Ellery. We can still make it. We'll make

carried her lifeless body on his back. At that moment, her weight seemed both impossibly

I got the wrong gate,' he said, his voice distant, broken. 'You heard

head, biting down my

this to yourself, Ezra... please... stop... just stop now..." I choked on

and

carrying her dead body for days... until her

be my last. I shut my

mine to bear. It was his, and it

on his back. Eventually, his mind shut down, and he fell," Asher said, staring at Ezra's eyes peering at Ellery's dead body with eyes more dead. An ominous panic bubbled inside me, rising like a storm in my chest. Before I knew, I was on my feet, scrambling forward as though I could cross time and space and walk into the bloody grounds where

Ezra..." I called, reaching out toward the clouds of

hand gripped mine,

in my

the present. All I knew was the truth of the moment and it was that I had lost

embrace. I clenched his overcoat, my ears

***

look. I didn't hear the events that happened in silence - in the dark, empty memories that followed. I didn't see the way the

blared and howled and screeched in my mother's private office. I

she could to suppress whatever had gotten out of

panic as she drove from her home to the FA facility, as though she was running away from

Asher didn't want me to see, but those memories remain in my subconscious

embrace was a comfort in all the turmoil inside me, but I no longer knew if they were to hide me from the painful memories or to

***

the time my mother reached the FA facility, it was all in ruins. The walls were shattered; the ground scorched black like charcoal,

of the walls walking amidst the raining embers. Flames of disasters consumed everything and

were standing on the ruined grounds at some safe distance

Go, prove that you can create history just like my healers. Prove your worth. Go, bring Ezra

was constantly spreading, faster than

military troops diving in the fire to stop Ezra were reduced to

like looming shadows, dancing with the

is mutating at an

DNA is breaking

wait! It's rearranging, it's

read out the data loudly from

saw carnal fear in my mother's

a

within the walls is showing a rapid increase

assembling

yelled above the

body is too weak to contain

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