Drew saw the guy move and compensated, aiming for the side of his neck. The dart was shot, (I'll let you decide if it hits).
Cheyenne was still limp in Eli's arms, the dart in her side.

Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Bloody puzzle pieces of my soul scattered and astray, as I fake a smile to get through another day.
Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Sometimes I'm pretending that I'm okay, but most of the time I don't feel that way. But I don't want to hurt you, so I keep on pretending.


Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Bloody puzzle pieces of my soul scattered and astray, as I fake a smile to get through another day.
Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Sometimes I'm pretending that I'm okay, but most of the time I don't feel that way. But I don't want to hurt you, so I keep on pretending.


Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Bloody puzzle pieces of my soul scattered and astray, as I fake a smile to get through another day.
Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Sometimes I'm pretending that I'm okay, but most of the time I don't feel that way. But I don't want to hurt you, so I keep on pretending.


Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Bloody puzzle pieces of my soul scattered and astray, as I fake a smile to get through another day.
Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Sometimes I'm pretending that I'm okay, but most of the time I don't feel that way. But I don't want to hurt you, so I keep on pretending.


Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Bloody puzzle pieces of my soul scattered and astray, as I fake a smile to get through another day.
Jacoby Shaddix wrote:Sometimes I'm pretending that I'm okay, but most of the time I don't feel that way. But I don't want to hurt you, so I keep on pretending.

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