HILLARY'S POV I snuck out of the dark basement and unto the repair area, where I saw something which wrecked my already shattered heart further. It was Dylan's favorite furry handkerchief. It was placed on one of the damaged machines; he must have left it when he had come to see Madam Turi. Honestly, I felt like shedding tears but doing that seemed unprofitable and unhelpful to me. So, I swallowed my saliva, taking in courage and moved on towards the slightly ajar iron entrance door. Getting out of the stuffy, dark and bloody building seemed to calm my troubled nerves a little but it did very little in easing my burdens as I still felt like hell. I didn't know what to do and as I stood erect in the blazing hot afternoon sun. I immediately regretted promising to rescue Madam Turi as I had no idea how to go about it. I started off, walking slowly as my mind pondered over several matters, then I began to walk very fast, then slowly, I began to jog and soo
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