"Wait! You can't go out there, everyone's been turned, it's too dangerous!" I cried, clinging desperately to his arm. He shrugged me off easily. "Stop doing that," he growled. "If I don't go out to send the flare, the government won't know where to send the rocket. I've explained this to you." He kissed me again - something he shouldn't be doing. I
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