And no case of amnesia of any extremity could dissuade her from her course to Wright-Patterson. Getting back to Sammy was a mantra that played in her head constantly. A harrowing semblance of their old lives.īut she didn’t need help from her diaries to remember Sams waving at her from the back of the bus. Those yellow buses were so normal it was scary. She read through her diaries, but there wasn’t even the slightest hint of what could’ve happened there except the fact that her brother Sammy was taken by the soldiers on those garish yellow school buses. Or more specifically, the demise of the refugee camp. She couldn’t remember what happened at the refugee camp. Or more specifically how he died, but she did know for a fact that he was dead. There were some things Cassie couldn’t remember since leaving the camp for alien apocalypse refugees.įor example, she couldn’t remember what happened to her father.
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