Clementine:
Troy stepped forward and struck Oriana, and Joshua moved into the way.
Troy pushed him, making him fall, but Joshua got up quickly and spread his arms again.
"Open the door. Please open the door," someone shouted, breaking the chaos.
We heard a voice crying from the entrance.
"What is taking so long?" the person screamed, and we realized that while the noise we had been causing, one of us was still outside.
"That is Nate," Joshua remarked.
The same Joshua who had never cared much about the other crusaders suddenly looked anxious, probably because he understood he was the only one left from his own group.
He began to run toward the entrance, but a voice spoke.
"I am so guilty."
As soon as Nate said that, our bodies froze. He had fallen victim to the Whisperer.
"I’m guilty!" Nate screamed again, and we rushed toward the door.
As soon as Joshua unlocked it and stepped out, we saw Nate standing there, stepping back from us.
He held a silver knife to his chest.
"Nate, please put it down," Joshua urged while I looked around for any sign of the Whisperer.
"I shouldn’t have left Yash behind." When Nate said that, everyone paused before we began moving toward him, trying to get him to lower the knife, but he kept stepping back.
"I am guilty of watching the Wendigos enter the mansion, but I was so scared I left Yash behind when he fell. The last time I saw him, he reached out his hand for help. I am guilty because I knew that Wendigo took him, yet I told no one and even brought everyone back into the same deadly mansion with Wendigos," Nate announced.
At that point we needed to reach him because he was going to stab himself.
As soon as we ran toward him, it happened. He stabbed himself.
"No!" Joshua cried, but he did not reach him in time.
Joshua collapsed to his knees, and stayed in place, silently staring at the falling body of Nate.
Everyone screamed and rushed to Nate, trying to pull out the knife.
Joshua did not move. He stayed on his knees as if he had gone still.
Nate was gone. We had lost him, and the Whisperer seemed to have grown bloodthirsty because the moment Nate died, I lifted my head and saw the Whisperer in the distance.
I guessed our attack had made him angrier.
"Come on, everybody, we need to get back inside!" I yelled, pointing toward the door.
But right then I noticed Oriana barely standing near the entrance.
For a moment everyone stared at her. We all knew how vindictive she could be.
She might have used this moment to shut the door on us.
"Come on, guys, come back inside, quick!" she screamed, gesturing toward the station, and everyone began to sprint.
As expected from Yorick, he quickly lifted Nate’s dead body.
Then we all ran toward the subway station, trying to get away from the Whisperer.
As we rushed toward the station, a violent force slammed into us and flung everyone backward.
It wasn’t wind, nothing natural moved like that. The Whisperer was advancing with his arms lifted, shoving us away with an invisible pressure.


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