I call Jojo Grecia as soon as I realize where I am. That I am back here is hard to accept but even sadder is that maybe I never even left. Jojo can explain. He will tell me what happened and what I should do.
He assures me that he will meet me for lunch. Which means, of course, 2 am. When I see him, I start crying just because he's so familiar. Everyone I was friends with, everyone I know is gone.
He says he has to take a train to get to the next building and he tells me to ride with him. On the ride, I rest my head on his shoulder and he holds me tight to keep me from sliding off my seat. Keeping his voice down to a whisper, he tells me what happened, that someone is after me, that as long as I don't tell anyone who I am I will be okay.
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