Her sobs echoed throughout the chamber of her mind, her head laid, distraught, against her brother’s lifeless corpse.
With her arms wrapped around his body, Aurora could not bear to abandon him, despite the constant call of that metal door. With her face pressed against his chest, she placed her hand to his face, his eyes still opened, the once beautiful sea-green now turned to a lifeless, hollow gray. Shakily, she closed her brother’s eyes, leaving her hand against his cold face as she continued to sob, and all while the door began to make a sound. It was as if someone-Kane, if you will, had been banging against the door aggressively…angrily…wantonly beckoning her to see her final vision of torture.
Aurora ignored the sound, her grief overpowering any thoughts and feelings of determin
