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Sometimes she was inside herself. Inside her own brain. Other times she was somewhere else, looking at herself from a distance.
It was so sad seeing what had become of Lana Arwen Lazar.
Then she would be there, right inside her own lolling head, looking out through her own red-rimmed eyes.
She walked now. Two feet. Walking.
Seeing the stone walls beside her.
Danger ahead—the gaiaphage felt it, and so did she. So did she. Had to be stopped.
Something Lana was supposed to get. Something she had dropped.
She stopped. The gaiaphage didn’t know what to call it. And for a moment Lana couldn’t make sense of the images in her head. The flat-steel surfaces. The cross-hatched grip.
“No,” she begged the creature.
“No, I don’t want to,” she cried as she knelt.
Her hand groped for it. Fingers touched it. It was cold. Her index finger curled around the trigger. If she could just raise it to her own head, if she could…
But now she was walking, and the weight was in her hand, so heavy. So terribly heavy.
She reached the truck, still locking the mine shaft entrance. She crawled onto the hood, sobbing. Slid through the shattered window, indifferent to the glass as it cut her palms and knees.
Why couldn’t she stop herself? Why couldn’t she stop this hand, that foot?
The light of the stars overhead was blinding as she stepped into the mouth of the mine shaft.
The enemy there, the danger.
Lana knew the enemy’s name. She knew what the enemy would do. When the gaiaphage had fed, he would be ready for Dekka. More than ready.
But not yet.
“Don’t,” Lana said to Dekka. “Don’t.”
Dekka froze. There was a look of horror on her face.
The other one stood to one side. He carried a gun. Lana knew his name, too. Edilio. But he was not the danger.
“It’s Lana,” Dekka said.
“Lana, run to us,” Edilio said. He held out his hand.
Lana felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness. A sob that filled the world. It was as if that outstretched hand was all she could see, all she could feel.
She wanted so badly to reach for it.
“Come on, Lana,” Edilio urged.
Tears filled Lana’s eyes. Her head moved slowly, side to side. “I don’t want to,” her voice said.
Lana lifted the gun.
“I don’t…,” Lana whispered.
She took aim. Inside her head a scream a scream a scream.
