The recitation continued, but I was numb to them. Tattletale? I started, looked around, as if I could find her. Where had she been?
No, what I suddenly really wanted to know was what the armband meant by losses. Were all those people dead? Was Tattletale dead?
Confusion. Denial.
Why wasn’t the armband directing me to help someone? Was there no point, or were our numbers so reduced we couldn’t afford to?
I think Taylor just kinda wants something to focus on other than the fact that her armband just told her her best friend was dead.
I could hope it was the latter, but having seen some of the injuries I had, it didn’t make me feel better. It was almost worse, thinking that Tattletale might by (sic) lying somewhere, bleeding out or unable to breathe, not getting help.
I guess so.
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