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The dust hung in the air. Stray beams of sunlight creeping in the barracaded windows, shining off the grey particles that drifted around in the abandoned warehouse. I huddled in a corner, hidden behind a few old, wooden crates. Through the concrete walls surrounding me I could hear their screams, calling out for help, but i couldn't move, pure fear had rooted me to the ground.

I stayed there, in the warehouse, for over an hour, too scared to do anything but breathe, when finally, someone found me. The door opened, it's rusty hinges protesting with a loud shriek. A large beam of sunlight cast over the entire building, revealing the crates I was haphazardly hiding behind. I winced as the strong light hit my eyes, turning my head away from the door.

I watched, as a shadow was cast on the floor by someone steping into the doorframe, straining my ears for the sound of a sword being unsheathed, the almost inevitable sound that would come before my death. But, i heard nothing, not a sound. Slowly, the figure walked further into the building, cautious footsteps falling on the concrete floor.
"Katerina?" The voice whispers, "Katerina?!" Instinctively, I turned towards the sound of my name, coming face to face with my brother.
"Dominic!" I say, "What-"
"No time for that," he tells me, grabbing my hand and leading me back towards door, "We must get out of here"
"Dominic!" I say again, just as we reach the exit.
"What?" he says
"Where are they?" I ask. He turns his head." Dom, where's Mum and Dad?" I ask again.
"Oh, Katerina," he whispers, letting go of my hand "I tried, I really did."
"Dom? What do you mean?" I ask. He just turns his head away from me again. "Damn you, Dominic. Tell me! Where are Mum and Dad?!"I yell.
He lets out a long sigh. "They're dead, All right?" he tells me, finally looking me in the eye, "I tried but, they killed them anyway."

I step back away from him, shaking my head"No. No, that can't, no you-you must be wrong," I tell him. "No."
"Katerina. I know, okay? I'm sorry," He says walking towards me , his hand outstretched trying to grab mine." Look, Just come here, everything will be fine, I promise"
" NO!" I shriek, running back to the corner in the warehouse that I was hiding in just minutes before. I sat there, my arms wrapped around my knees as I cried, my shoulders shaking at the weight of my grief for my parents. My eyes crying the tears that I couldn't find before, as I listened to the sound of my gut-wrenching sobs echo throughout the abandoned concrete building.

Slowly, piece by piece I could feel my world shatter into a million tiny fragments, each one contaning a small part of this unbearable sorrow that was coarsing through my body. I knew, even then, that my life had changed in the most drastic of ways.

Description
The dust hung in the air. Stray beams of sunlight creeping in the barracaded windows, shining off the grey particles that drifted around in the abandoned warehouse. I huddled in a corner, hidden behind a few old, wooden crates. Through the concrete walls surrounding me I could hear their screams, calling out for help, but i couldn't move, pure fear had rooted me to the ground.

I stayed there, in the warehouse, for over an hour, too scared to do anything but breathe, when finally, someone found me. The door opened, it's rusty hinges protesting with a loud shriek. A large beam of sunlight cast over the entire building, revealing the crates I was haphazardly hiding behind. I winced as the strong light hit my eyes, turning my head away from the door.

I watched, as a shadow was cast on the floor by someone steping into the doorframe, straining my ears for the sound of a sword being unsheathed, the almost inevitable sound that would come before my death. But, i heard nothing, not a sound. Slowly, the figure walked further into the building, cautious footsteps falling on the concrete floor.
"Katerina?" The voice whispers, "Katerina?!" Instinctively, I turned towards the sound of my name, coming face to face with my brother.
"Dominic!" I say, "What-"
"No time for that," he tells me, grabbing my hand and leading me back towards door, "We must get out of here"
"Dominic!" I say again, just as we reach the exit.
"What?" he says
"Where are they?" I ask. He turns his head." Dom, where's Mum and Dad?" I ask again.
"Oh, Katerina," he whispers, letting go of my hand "I tried, I really did."
"Dom? What do you mean?" I ask. He just turns his head away from me again. "Damn you, Dominic. Tell me! Where are Mum and Dad?!"I yell.
He lets out a long sigh. "They're dead, All right?" he tells me, finally looking me in the eye, "I tried but, they killed them anyway."

I step back away from him, shaking my head"No. No, that can't, no you-you must be wrong," I tell him. "No."
"Katerina. I know, okay? I'm sorry," He says walking towards me , his hand outstretched trying to grab mine." Look, Just come here, everything will be fine, I promise"
" NO!" I shriek, running back to the corner in the warehouse that I was hiding in just minutes before. I sat there, my arms wrapped around my knees as I cried, my shoulders shaking at the weight of my grief for my parents. My eyes crying the tears that I couldn't find before, as I listened to the sound of my gut-wrenching sobs echo throughout the abandoned concrete building.

Slowly, piece by piece I could feel my world shatter into a million tiny fragments, each one contaning a small part of this unbearable sorrow that was coarsing through my body. I knew, even then, that my life had changed in the most drastic of ways.