Dylan flew above the clouds, feeling numb of cold or anguish or both, he couldn't tell. He wiped his face with his sleeve. He couldn't believe it- his life's purpose was about to be destroyed, right after he'd gotten it.
Max.
Max, and her expiration date! He couldn't even imagine a world that Max didn't exist in. Maybe no world existed after Max. Either way, Dylan didn't think he could go on without her.
Max, and her beautiful chocolate eyes.
And her silky brown-blonde hair.
And her lean body.
And her colourful streaked wings, so powerful yet graceful.
Her laugh, tinkling like a wind chime and making the world seem brighter.
Her smile.
Max.
The only reason Dylan wasn't making plans to jump off the nearest cliff wings tucked in, when Max died, was because he'd had an idea.
And that idea was Dr. Gunther-Hagen. He was sure he'd be able to find the doctor, and the doctor would be able to cure Max of the expiration date. Because no matter what Dr. G-H had done to him, done to the flock, he still thought of him as an invincible fatherly figure.
And he'd make sure Max didn't die. The doctor was smart- Dylan was almost certain he'd have some way to figure this out. So now, he was following some built-in instinct he hadn't even realized he had, that told him where the doctor was.
Dylan flew, following the sense, until he had an urge to go down. So he did, dipping through the clouds and lower to land. There, he thought. That building. He's in there, and I'll find him.
He flew closer, still miles away, and he finally caught sight of the building's name.
THE DOOMSDAY GROUP- UTAH HEADQUARTERS
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