We run into the wheat field, deeper and deeper, the sound of vegetation being crushed underneath growing louder and louder. "Please..." I pant. "Help me..." A new will takes hold of me as I steel myself to run faster...faster!
Odd runs faster, too, panting hard. Loud bursts of sound hurt my ears. "They're shooting at us, Jeremie!" screams Ulrich's voice. "We have to lose them in the factory! Follow me!" I pitch forward, gasping for breath, as Odd takes the lead.
He skids to a stop and opens a hole in the ground. I slow down and wait for him to climb down, my curiosity peaking. "Jeremie, hurry up!" complains Odd's voice. I do so, scrambling down.
We stumble through the tunnel and get to a ladder. Odd climbs it, looking down at me. "We're almost there, Jeremie!" Another shooting sound comes from far away. "Hurry up! They're coming this way!" I ascend the ladder frantically, scared to face the shooting.
Both of us run into a factory. Odd skids to a stop and I slam into him, making both of us fall from a platform. I land on my back, the wind knocked out of me. Odd gets up, puffing. "We'd better split ways, Jer." He takes off in one direction as I go the other.
Walking through the rooms, I begin to stumble. A voice seems to speak to me, one that is different from Xana. "Jeremie...you have come at last..." I look around, confused. "Hello? Is there someone there?" My eyes dart down.
"Up here!" I look up and eye the floating being above me. "Who are you and why are you following me?" She smirks. "My name is Atilea and I'm your guardian angel." "What's that?" She laughs. "Oh, of course! I just got assigned to you! You don't know who I am!" "Well...can you tell me?"
"A guardian angel is given to someone who is truly in need of help. You, Jeremie, you need my help. It is destined for this to happen. I am here to help you get your life back on track." "But...how?" I stammer, shocked. "It will be revealed in time."
"I hear footsteps." "You must run, Jeremie! Run for your very life! Being a new guardian angel, I only help you out when possible, and right now I am drained. Run!" The girl disappears as I run for my very life.
I run into a machine room and pause, gasping for breath, leaning against a worn wall. "FREEZE!" yells a man. I don't dare to move, staring at the man, out of breath. He has the shooter in his hand, aimed at me.
"Someone, please help me!" I wail.
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"But he's dead, right?" Yumi shakes her head. "Actually, Ulrich's wandering around outside." Odd's expression turns to horrified. "WHAT?!" yells Ulrich's voice, as Odd's body dashes out. "But..." I follow, panting hard.