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Message: <blockquote data-quote="mistergone" data-source="post: 772566" data-attributes="member: 9647">1st Floor – Entrance HallClairemont MansionYou're in the backseat of Chad's car, riding back from the party by the lake. The warm summer night air blows through all four open windows and the moon-roof and ruffles your hair and your lucky Metallica t-shirt as you gaze absently out the window at the stars twinkling through the tops of the trees that line the highway. Chad and Jenny are talking about... something... probably how Jenny thinks it's stupid that everyone had to pony up five bucks for the keg which will most likely not get returned anyway... and the radio is playing a song you think you almost recognize, but you can't hear anything clearly over the wind. Something touches your hand and all the hairs on your arm stand up on end. You look over at Sarah as her hand slides into yours and gives it a gentle squeeze. She turns to you and smiles and her hair is whipping about her face and her eyes are twinkling just like the stars... and man oh man you fool why didn't you kiss her tonight? Not like you didn't have a million chances to, and everyone thinks you're a couple already, anyway. Summer will be over in a couple weeks and she'll go back home and you will have blown it, man. What? She's saying something... at least her lips are moving... something about... what? You lean closer... And the world explodes into a violent spin cycle. Chad never braked, he didn't see it coming. Metal smacking into metal at 65 miles per hour or so is SO loud, and then you can't hear anything... can't feel anything... it doesn't seem quite real. Now you're lying in the grass by the side of the highway and you're numb and you don't know if you're alive or dead but you can hear something over the pounding in your ears. "Yuri...? Yuri...?" Sarah? So faint and weak and far away sounding. You get up and stumble onto the road and towards her voice. There's twisted hunks of metal all over and you smell gasoline and something's burning. "Yuri...? Yuri?" There she is... she's lying there, reaching for you... You kneel beside her, and try not to look at how her entrails just run under what must be the remains of Chad's car. Did she drag herself this far? You take her hand and hold it tight, and look into her eyes, which are so wide and bright. You can't speak though you try. "Yuri?" she whispers to you, and as you lean your face close to hers, a drop of what must be your own blood falls from your forehead onto her cheek and rolls slowly down it. "Yuri... look at the stars... they remind me of you..." And she gasps, and her eyes close. And something's wrong... No, not that, something else. That was was a long time ago, you were 17. You haven't been 17 for years, man. Wake up."Yuri sits bolt upright with a shout that only barely escapes his lips. He blinks a few times, then starts to look around, only to squeeze his eyes shut again and clap his hands to his temples."Oh man." he slides his hands to cover his face then parts his fingers slightly and peeks out, gazing over himself, then around in front of him. Slowly, he lowers his arms and scans the room, taking it all in. He winces and glares into the shadows, trying to make out the figures now moving around. "What the Hell..." carefully pushing himself up, he unconsciously feels for his gear, that should be strapped to him. "What the Hell?!?" It's not there. Not even his med-kit."Sarge?" Yuri walks over to Anders. "What the Hell happened? I think I blacked out... Uh... are you okay? Am I okay?" He looks around for his squad members. "Is anyone hurt?" he says a little louder. "I... uh... I got a bad feeling about this."</blockquote>

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