Eighty Six

Vincent POV

"Emily, we have to get out of here," I panted, my heart racing with fear. "We can't let them catch us."

"I know," Emily replied, her eyes looking through the surrounding area. "But where can we go? We can't trust anyone."

I knew she was right. The Order seemed to have tentacles everywhere, waiting to snatch us back.

As we turned a corner, I saw someone waiting for us. It was John, our mysterious savior.

"Come with me," he said, his voice low and urgent. "I can help you take down the Order."

I hesitated, unsure if we could trust him. But something in his eyes told me to take a chance.

We followed John through the winding streets, our hearts pounding with excitement and fear. Where were we going? And what lay ahead?

As we walked, John told us about the Order's sinister plans. "They're creating an army of clones," he said, his voice grim. "And you, Vincent, are just the beginning."

I felt a chill run down my spine. What did he mean? And how could we stop them?

Suddenly, John