Lauren's POV My legs trembled beneath me as I quickly pushed myself off the ground, the world going past me in a blur. Panic surged through me, hotter and faster than I could control. I lunged forward, grabbing Shirley by the arms. My heart raced, and my mind spun with terrifying thoughts as I remembered what became of the house in the countryside and the car that I was in with Damien. “Where is it!?” I demanded, my voice shaking as I frantically felt around her body, searching for the explosive that was ticking away and counting the last possible minutes, or even seconds, that we had. “Lauren, stop!” Shirley cried out, her hands shoving me away with force, surprisingly stronger than the first. I stumbled back, my heart hammering against my ribs, but I refused to let go. I couldn’t let her do this. “No! I’m not letting you do this!” I yelled, desperation clawing at my throat. I reached for her again, but she broke free and turned to run towards the wate
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