Chapter 26:

As the sun rose, Elysia realized she was still sleeping by Christian. It didn't matter, Czechanie could beat her, rape her, he could kill her. She did not care, all she cared about was Christian. Nothing would change that.

The doors flung open and the soldiers entered. "It's your lucky day #767," he said to Christian, "you're not needed for labor anymore…" They seized Christian, tearing away his clothes, leaving him nude. Elysia became fearful, "What do you mean?! Christian?!" Elysia followed them as they dragged him along the camp. Elysia's mind wondered on. Would there be the chance they would let him go?

Suddenly, she realized where they were going. She could see a pit, a large pit. That was where they threw the dead or dying. "NOO!!!" she screamed and scratched at the soldiers, one grabbed her pulling her away. Christian fell to his knees, looking back to Elysia. "Kill that wench, she's going to mess this up!!!" "No!" Christian protested, "Let me speak sense to her, she'll understand." The soldiers holding Elysia back held in front of Christian's face. He kissed her before leaning to her ear:

There can be miracles

When you believe

Though hope seems frail

It's hard to kill

Who knows what miracles

You can achieve

When you believe

Somehow you will

You will when you believe

Elysia cried out, "No Christian, don't let them do this!" "We can't stop it," he said, "I can't stop it. Please, please don't throw yourself away, please don't, for me." Elysia whimpered, stopping her frantic struggle, allowing the soldier to pull her away. Christian's eyes were filled with un-spilled tears, but he never let his gaze drift.

They both heard the gun load, and Christian mouthed what he could not say, "I love you more." Elysia never heard the shot, it was silence who took the one she loved, and silence that he upheld as the bullet pressed in his head, and he fell into the pit, joining the other dead bodies.

The most inhumane scream came from her as she jumped into the pit, weeping over his body. "CHRISTIAN!" The soldiers stood over the pit, confused by this sight. One could say they had realized the intense evil they had performed. One began to go into the pit, but the other stopped him, shaking his head. "Leave her," he said, "She's mad…" the other backed away, nodding, as they both retreated silently. Elysia ran her fingers over his face kissing his lips. She cried,

We're leaving here tonight

There's no need to tell anyone

They'd only pull us down

So by the morning's light

We'll be halfway to anywhere

Where love can only be your name.

She continued to cry. "Christian why?" she cried, "My only strength, my only love. My only life! I MIGHT AS WELL HAVE DIED TOO!!! I MIGHT AS WELL BE BRUISED AND NAKED IN SHAME!! I'd do it…to have you back…"

She spent hours holding him, she was soaked in blood. It was now night, she was becoming numb from the cold. Almost as numb as her broken heart. But it hit her, something she'd forgotten. She promised to go on, she had promised him. She looked at this beautiful face one last time, kissed his lips, and stood. She climbed out of the pit, and began running for an escape.

She didn't remember how she found it, she could not remember what it was. But she had escaped none the less. She ran through acres of woods, ran and ran, hours and hours. Christian. Christian. Christian. It was like a pulse, circulating in her brain.

Elysia had somehow found a train station, and gotten back to Paris. Sometimes she could not understand how fast it was, sometimes it felt so slow. Christian. Christian. Christian. She broke into tears, crying. She had to bite her lip to shield screams, to silence them. A part of her wanted to go back to be one unity, to hold him until she too was with him in heaven. How could fate be so cruel? How could it make her whither in life, like a dead leaf in the world, forever blowing in the wind. Sometimes fast sometimes slow, Christian. Christian. Christian.