How could she know? She was keeping her normal routine … studying, practicing, likely heading back to her room after another long meeting or study session. Probably thought nothing of leaving the building at 11 at night, still early. After all, finals were approaching. She had so much to do. And the next five minutes, maybe ten or fifteen, probably turned into a lifetime.
So they stopped walking alone. When they did, they knew they shouldn’t be and kept a brisk clip in their step. Maybe thought twice about leaving their backpacks lying around. They stopped talking about the “sleepy” college town. They became guarded and contemplative. They had too many other things to think about and it wasn’t fair that they had to think about this too.
But she kept her composure. Her wits. Her memory. And she broke free, and then freed another 3000 from thinking about whether they might be next.
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