Prologue:
You want to hear the story again? Fine. Just don't ask too many questions.
I remember the date, August 15th. The heavy rain like a shower, its purpose being dragging your body to curve under its weight. The trees. The tall, jungle trees. The same ones we had one of our million battles with the mobs running at night.
Luckily it wasn't night at the time.
'Tis funny how it rains when bad times come, huh? I remember back when... alright fine, I'll keep telling. I don't get what's the point of being told the same story again.
Mhm.. where was I? Oh yes, the rain. The trees. All that stuff your mother is better at describing than I am... Ouch! What was that for? I just said a compliment!
So we were running. All six of us. Running and tripping and getting up again and making sure everyone made it safe to the portal.
No Jean, we weren't going to Sky City. We couldn't risk the lives of those people. We were heading towards the Exit Portal. The one that brought us directly to the Portal Hallway. The wooden one with the golden brown swirls. Yes, that one.
Yes John, the plan failed, just stop talking and listen! All three of you! Thank you.
Stop poking me on the ribs, honey. You know it hurts! Let. Me. Finish.
...
Y' know those thick roots that just twist their way out of the ground and form these weird curves? Well, she tripped on one of those. And apparently twisted her ankle. Badly.
No questions. Stop asking questions! You know who she is! (How do you deal with these kids?)
What? Of course I noticed! When the rest of us arrived at the clearing just in front of the temple, I counted. There were one, two, three, four... five with me...
My eyes widen all of a sudden. She was missing. I stared back. Then I ran, ignoring your uncle's complains and warnings.
To be honest, what I did had no effect at all on the result.
(Yes, I'm getting to that part.)
I called her name, but I had no response. Just the shower of thick needles going on around me. Then, I saw her.
A small lump of damp clothes and hair. Very messy hair. Focus on the messy (Ouch!).
I heard the noise. The horrible, ear-splitting noise warning me that I should think fast. Yeah, try thinking about escaping or else die and help your friend-cough-at the same time. Lots of pressure, in my opinion.
I grabbed her arm and tried to lift her up. I could just try to put her arm around me and carry her. Maybe we could get there on time. I knew we weren't, but I should at least try. What I had planned did not work out. First, because I wasn't thinking clearly for some reason, and second, she didn't want to. That's what I understood. It is hard to hear a voice in the rain and having your brain filled with thoughts at the same time.
She urged me on. She said get the other ones save. She said... she said she wasn't all that important.
I should've not listened to her. I should've dragged her along, ignoring her self-sacrifice phrases.
Instead, I obeyed her.
My first big mistake.
...
Alright, time to sleep. I said no questions!