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// Day 4 
// Story: Distorted 
// by Mr Xd2 
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Day 4:	
After escaping the palace prisons we got to a small camp of an old deceased body of an unknown being.

“So… How’s it been?” I asked

She glared at me in a pale tone.

“Fine..? I guess.” She replied.

We looked back at each other and smiled.

“So what is our next destination?” I questioned.

“Manehatten, it has the safe zone. If we get there we are safe until we leave.” She replied

I glared at her in astonishment and questioned the very idea of a safe zone available to all. No pay, no work, and no job.

“Well we got to head out quickly. It’s getting dark traveling now will be faster.” She told me.

After hours of traveling we finally made it to our destination. The safe zone isn’t what you think with barriers or walls everywhere, No these were simple cardboard boxes with a sign painted in red which says “Safe Zone”. We entered inside to see a difference from the outside to in. It was a paradise. There was fresh water, peaceful locals, and no weapons. There is some locals I recognized and others I newly met. The leader’s name was Lotus she showed us all the main areas. From food to a pool. The only safe place in the world was full of people almost crowded! After finally getting through everything Octavia and I looked almost identical hair style and all.

“Why did you bring me here?” I asked Octavia.

“I was trying to look for Vinyl” she replied.

Realizing what she was looking for but what I knew what happened to the DJ, My face turned white.

“Is there something wrong, Lyra?” she questioned.

“Vinyl is…” I tried not to tell her the incident.

“Don’t tell me...” Octavia was about to tear up.

She knew what exactly I was about to say.

“Second War.” I stated

She finally was at the tipping point and breaking in a river of tears, like glass in a shredder cracking into pieces. I told her I lost my companion, who was also her friend. I cannot cry it is not rightful to my nature at this time. But, she knew what I felt. Then there was screaming I started to smell smoke from the entrance. People came by and told me to run, I grabbed Octavia and RAN. Out of all the screams I recognized the cackling of the arsonist.

“It’s Trixie!” I yelled “She must have followed us here!”

Octavia stopped and ran towards the evil mare. I tried to get her back but it was too late. She already tried to kill Trixie who was too scared to fight instead letting her guards finish her off.