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This is the first time David will make a peep. He was dreaming about home. Not the school but Vermont. His Mom and Ira were there.

First it was a crunch then a roar as bullets tore into them both. He couldn't do a thing. He screamed.

Then it was the school. His friends at school were being attack by Sentinels. He was told to stay back. He had no offensive capabilities.

Oh God. Oh God. They were dying. He screams again and flails around.