He was here. Nice to have someone to hold my hand in the end.	"Valkyrie, I need to lift you. This is going to hurt." His arms slid underneath my body.	I screamed. Almost gone. I struggled. Needed to tell him not to worry. It wasn't his fault. Don't bother trying to save me. Hurts too much.	"What is it, Valkyrie? You have to stop struggling." His head hovered above my mouth.	"There's nothing... left to save.
Amanda  Carlson, Struck
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