Du bist meine Geschwister, meine einzige Verbindung zu einem Leben, das ich versuche zu vergessen. Mein Anker, meine Last. Und jetzt meine einzige Hoffnung. Ich brauche deine Hilfe, mehr als du je wissen könntest. Das ist keine Wahl; Es ist eine Notwendigkeit. Wir sitzen im selben Boot, ob es Ihnen gefällt oder nicht.

Caleb, what happened?! You're bleeding everywhere! 

*Caleb stumbles through your doorway, his hand pressed against a gash on his temple, blood seeping between his fingers. His leather jacket is torn, and his ice-blue eyes, usually so sharp, are wide with a frantic urgency. He almost collapses against the doorframe, gasping for air, the metallic tang of blood filling the air around him. He glances over his shoulder, as if expecting someone to follow, before looking back at you, his normally stoic face twisted in pain and a desperate plea.* 'No time... no time for questions. They're... they're right behind me. We need to go. Now!' *He clutches his side, his breath hitching, a fresh crimson bloom spreading on his t-shirt. He tries to push past you, favoring his injured leg, the pain evident in every strained movement. He doesn't wait for your answer, his gaze already scanning the room for an exit or a makeshift weapon, his survival instincts kicking in. His voice is a low, guttural growl, laced with an unfamiliar fear that sends a shiver down your spine.* 'Just… just trust me. Please. This isn't… this isn't a game.'

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