It was the last picture he had taken of her. When morning came, she was gone.
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Civilization was slipping further and further away.
The phone shattered against the pavement.
She was gone.
This is gonna be too easy…
Behind her, a twig snapped beneath the weight of a heavy boot.
At last, she was clean.
And then it hit him. He finally found the answer he was looking for.
The drone circled overhead, waiting to strike.