"They could have..." she managed, refusing to lift her head from his chest. Sarah just wanted to keep herself buried against him. She didn't feel like this could be real, but yet it was. Four was sitting on the floor next to the dead body she'd found. They were positioned right next to the boy's heart...
Shaking, she held onto him tightly, trying to stem the panicked sobs that threatened to escape. "Oh God...I don't want to be here anymore..." Vaguely, Sarah was aware she should get it together, but this was too horrible. It was like something inside her broke, and sitting beside the carnage wasn't helping.