DAY 951 - OCTOBER 15, 2013
You turn away from Jeremy and, after a deep breath, take off along the left side wall of the massive room. You haven't run like this since you lived with your family in Salaheddine, more than two years ago. This might be why it doesn't take much to spot you clumsily sprinting alone and without cover in the dilapidated building. You have no idea who fires the bullet that eventually hits you. It could be Zaia for all you know. Either way, when the bullet enters your being, the propulsion in your body immediately stops and your forward momentum takes you headfirst into the ground, where seconds later, you feel more bullets enter you all over.
You have been killed.