- Clark's view-

I saw the rocket starting up in the sky. I saw the rocket flames. I saw my friends rising up in the sky, escaping the radioactive wave. I was glad that they are going to live. But I had to survive here. My life has to wait, because first I have to set up the satellite to ensure their surviving. I was up the tower – finally. It was so high and so terrifying to see the wave of huge radioactivity coming closer and closer to me.

But now I had to give my attention the satellite. First I moved it a few centimeters down but the computer said that there was still no signal and so I moved it higher, up to the sky, then. Still nothing. My breath started to getting faster, I became filled with panic. I moved it higher again. "Signal is sent" I did it. Oh my god. Yes I did it. I guaranteed their life. I hope they are fine.

Then I saw the radioactivity again. I had so escape it. As fast as possible I climbed down the tower and ran to the laboratory where I should have been about 15 minutes ago. I was running. My thighs and muscles were burning. Everything hurt.

Suddenly I fell down. I stumbled on a stone, on a simple stone. But the end of this stumble was just a huge, a really huge problem. I had not a too small gap in my helmet. It was broke. My face began to burn. Quick I put my hand on the gap and began to run faster. When I finally saw the building my full body was dying of exhaustion and radioactivity. I saw the wave; and just a few meters separated myself of it. I entered the building and exactly in this moment I saw the wave floating next to the entry. But luckily it was closed, and I was in there. I dragged my body to the laboratory. Nobody was here. Sure. They were up in the sky, away from this death. I walked to the white table where our surviving plans were laying and I fell on it. The white room colored gray, and finally it was all black…

She was not dead. But her body and soul were near to leave the world of the living. Maybe she saw her whole life of 19 years wandering through her mind while she was laying there. Nobody will ever know. But it does not matter what she was seeing or what wandered through her mind, because something let her heart beat consistently. She was living. Maybe not in her awareness but she survived.

She was laying there, slightly breathing in and out, surviving the big fire…

When I woke up my skin still burned. First I did not realize where exactly I was laying. Was it the world after death? No, I suppose not. I was breathing. I felt pain. So it could not be the paradise of god. I lived? I survived it? Impossible. I did not know either why I was living or why the radioactivity had not killed me. My body felt heavy.

I tried to stand up, but on the first try I just fell back on the floor. Ouch. That hurt. So I tried to support my standing up whilst I put my head in the desk. Then the other on and pushed my body up. My legs were shaking a bit – as my whole body did. I took a deep breath, not just once, a few times. I felt that my heartbeat became calmer. Slowly I undressed the protective clothing and threw it down on the floor.

Just now I felt the fire on my skin again. My face burned. Sluggish I moved one foot after the next in direction of a bath room. And when I finally arrived there I lunged to the shower. And when I turned it on water gushed. Within my clothes I stood there under the cold cold water. It killed my pain. I am not sure for how long I stood there but when my body began to freeze I turned out the shower. And just then I undressed the – now wet – clothes. I took a next to me laying towel and cased me with it. Warm. Then I began to look for a medicine set to cover my wounds. Especially the ones on my face. And finally I found one. With shaking hands I began to disinfect all of my wounds. Fire and pain hushed through my whole body. After this I bandaged them and calmed myself a bit down.

Sitting there around in just a towel I begun to realize that I am alone. Maybe forever? I noticed that nobody would ever find me, except the seven friends who were now up in the sky, near to the stars. Surely also the ones in the pillbox could find me, but how likely was this hope?

I realized that I had not said goodbye to Murphy, or Raven. Monty. Harper and all the others. And the most painful point was that I had not farewell Bellamy. He was the one who has been with me since we were moved to the earth. Two years ago. What I could do without him? He was always my biggest and most helpful support…

- Bellamy's view -

Clark was not here. I supplicated Raven to wait, and she waited with the whole crew o few minutes, but Clark was not here. With tearing eyes I sat down in the rocket. It closed. And now we were leaving the earth. Escaping to a place I hated the most time of my life. When I looked out of the window I saw the earth, dying in the radioactivity. And all I was able to think of that Clark was dying there too. When I glanced to another direction I saw the Ark. It was dark. 'Clark? Please. You are able to do it' I thought. Fearful I took a look on Raven – and she was filled with fear and worry too. As everyone else was. I could fell the tension between us and the hope on Clark.

After a few minutes of discussing and hoping, Raven decided to do it by herself. To adapt our rocket to the Ark. I saw her floating out in the universe. Everybody, each soul up here hoped that she would do it. She tried. But the Ark was still dark, no light – so Clark did not handled it.

" Clark. Please. Do it." I whispered.

And suddenly I heard Monty shouting "GOD! Guys look! Light! Clark did it!" Relieved I looked at the others. But then I heard Raven. She was saying that her oxygen was nearly empty. Panic. We attached our rocket to the Ark, but here was no Oxygen either. Dammit. Raven was nearly dying and the others had no more oxygen too. Murphy was sharing his with the others, and Monty did too. As earlier discussed I had to turn on the aeration.

With his last power and oxygen Monty instructed me what I shall do. I did it, but then I had no more air to breathe too. I began to sink down. The last thing I heard and did was : "Turn … the… switch...on" and after I moved my hand I sank down on the floor

Bellamy did not realized that he had done it. The first who breathed here, out in the universe, next to the stars, was Murphy, then Harper and all the others. They carried Raven and Bellamy, who had the least ability to breath to the ventilators. Both of them gasped, moving after air…

"We did it!" Harper said relieved and happy. Down Ravens' face rolled down tears. " Thanks to Clark…!" she whispered. Everyone smiled. A relieved, but a sad smile.

"I hope that one day we will be reunited with her… at least if she survived." I said calmly. "Damn. Bellamy. She survived. She is strong!" Emori said. More or lower persuading...