The Merge
"Come on Katrina, we have to hurry!" she was lifting part of Katrina's weight on her shoulders as they kept walking outside of the dark forest. She knew some of them were dead. But she can't turn back around to help them all.
They hid under a huge oak tree the moment Katrina started having difficulty breathing. She kneeled beside her twin sister and started murmuring something.
She thought of ways that the rest of the girls could still be protected with the little knowledge she has with spells. She closed her eyes and rested her head for a bit. She wanted so much to sleep and to never even stand up again. She's too weak. Too tired to even stand up. But she realized they were not even far from danger. She took a long deep breath and started carrying Katrina again from her shoulders.
"Water... I need some water." Katrina whispered.
"We'll have some Katrina. Just as soon as we could get out of here. We have to hurry."