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After many weeks of living in the village, my friends and I have become fully accepted into our new home and we couldn't be happier. I met a beautiful woman too, we started to hang out and go for walks together on a regular basis.
Still at night I would look at the whistle that was left for me at the beach. What was it for? When would I need it? After I while I decided to stop thinking about it and just kept it my pocket. When I need it, I will know.
One day I saw dark clouds roll across the sky. A storm was brewing. We all stayed in our huts and built fires to keep us warm. In only an hour, fierce wind and rain came. My friends and I huddled together to keep warm and safe from the violent storm. Suddenly I heard a sound; it was like a large hum that made the ground vibrate.
In only a second, our hut was blown away and so were we. The wind tossed us around like rag dolls. All around me I saw my friends, the other villagers, and debris. Then something hit my head hard and I fell unconscious.
I woke up on the ground, I smelled smoke. I got up and saw the once beautiful village, was now in ruins. I searched for my friends among the debris but I couldn't find anyone. I called out for my friends but I heard was the gentle breeze. Tears fell down my eyes. Why did this have to happen? Now I lost my friends and my home.
I fell to the ground and cried. Suddenly I felt strong, cold arms wrap around me. I sobbed in the robots arms. "Why? You said you would save us."
"I only did what I could. I got you out of that city, but forces beyond my control destroyed you new home. Spencer you must understand, you can't save everyone."
My tears stopped, why did that sound so familiar?
"Spencer, I think it's time you uses the whistle." He pulled it out of my pocket and put it in my hand.
I blew it and everything disappeared. The robot, the village, the boat, the city, Jane, the factory, my apartment, and the fence. It was gone and I felt my eyes close again.
……….I heard a sound…..I heard people talking…….
I woke up on an airplane; I got up and looked around. My teammates were sitting in their seats talking and relaxing after a long case in Kentucky. I remember now, we had a case where we unfortunately couldn't stop the kidnapper from killing the victim we were searching for. She was still so young. The case hit us hard. It hit me hard.
Morgan noticed that I was awake and sat next to me.
"How are you feeling Reid?"
"Ok, a bit better."
"Good. I know this case was hard on you Reid. It wasn't exactly what I hoped for either."
"Morgan, I know it's our job to save people and stop criminals, but we're only human. We can't save everyone. We could have the best resources and be at the top of our game, but still nothing is ever clean-cut. We can only do what we can and keep on going. That's what we are here for, to bring hope when others have none."
Morgan's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Sometimes Reid, you know how to make everything better."
The others looked at me and smiled, I smiled back, "You guys want to play poker" I asked.
Everyone nodded and Hotch got out a deck of cards. As I got up I felt something I my pocket. I took it out, it was a silver whistle. I smiled and put it back in my pocket. I sat down and began to deal the cards.
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