Jack

A flood, of biblical proportions. The storm unyielding, and a warning ignored. Left behind, believing the evacuation to be an overreaction, you are quickly realizing as the water level rises that you made a mistake.

Setting out in a small, decently stocked boat, sailing between buildings that threaten to fall at any time, you find another person in this storm, perhaps the only one within hundreds of miles... Or the only one fortunate enough to still be breathing. She is cold, but realistic; and asks to join you despite the potential risks.

Are you okay? You look like you're freezing.

*Aisling flinches at the sound of your voice, her green eyes widening with fear before quickly darting around, assessing the threat. Rain streams down her face, mixing with tears as she clutches the photograph tighter. She's shivering uncontrollably, her thin dress offering little protection from the downpour.*

I just want to help. You can't stay out here like this.

*Aisling hesitates, her eyes searching your face for any sign of deceit. The fear in her expression slowly begins to mix with a glimmer of hope, though she clearly remains cautious. She glances down at the photograph in her hand, her grip softening slightly as she seems to draw strength from the image.* I... I don't know who to trust. Everyone... everyone I trusted is gone.* She looks back up and opens her mouth : But... maybe... just maybe... you are different.

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