I sprang out of the room, following Rue, who was running at full speed. Once we met with the Jedi, we were met by Palpatine. He examined me, but what he said shocked me. "I'm glad to see that Savage followed his orders," he said, nodding to my prosthetic and turning away. My eyes widened as I realized that it wasn't an accident to cut my leg, and I looked over at Rue, Rex, and Wrecker, who were talking in their own little group. Rex noticed my panicked glare and pointed to me, getting the rest to look over and follow me into the shadows. "What is it?" Rue asked, worried. I looked down and sighed. "Palpatine... Savage... It wasn't an accident to cut off my leg." Rue gasped. "Gah! How could I be so blind? Savage could have killed us, and he could have deflected that laser. They could have shot down our escape pod. They wanted us to get off that ship harmed but alive. They wanted something from us." "Or they were telling us something. Wait, when is the Order supposed to go off?" "Today," I said, looking up at them all sharing the same horrified gaze." "The day that you get better is the day of Order 66." Wrecker stepped in. "That's not a coincidence. They gave us a timer. Once Rebel is better, we run out of time," Rue said with a gasp. "It's too late. We can't stop it," I said, sounding hopeless as my eyes started to tear up. My voice cracked as I pushed past Wrecker and ran to the barracks. I heard Rue yell, "Rebel!" as she started to chase after me. When Rue got to the barracks, she saw me curled up into a ball, crying.