Trace: (thoughts) Erg… not sure how long I can keep going… She’s getting heavy…
Trace: (thoughts) Strange though… I don’t feel her weight at all through my left arm…
Trace: Look, Laura! We’re almost there!
Trace: …Laura?
Trace: …she’s not going to make it, and I can’t help her at all… I’m sorry, Laura. It’s all my fault. I should be able to do more.
Trace: I’m sorry…
Laura: Don’t…
Laura: Don’t be…
Laura: Don’t live with regret. I spent my whole life dwelling on… what could have been. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone else.
Laura: Ngh… I only hope I did not cause the same feelings of regret for—
Keith: Laura!
Laura: K-Keith?
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