"I reckon that means we don't have much choice," Jag stated as he glanced back. His hand still holding Em's, they rushed up the stairs until a blinding white light overwhelmed them.
They woke up on their living room couch, still holding hands. And, in Jag's case at least, with a wicked headache.
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Date: 2015-11-13 01:56 am (UTC)They woke up on their living room couch, still holding hands. And, in Jag's case at least, with a wicked headache.