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[Charlie killed in front of Hanna]: Hanna froze and stopped breathing when he did, only continuing when the thud of his body shook her enough to make her breathe again. She ran to him, dropping to her knees beside his body, mind spinning to fast to tell her to call someone. She swallowed passed the lump growing in her throat and pressed an ear to his chest. She knew what she would hear: The echo of her sobs thru the fibers of his shirt. Heaven and Hanna cried for their lost angel.
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