Elena’s POVThe darkness wasn't quiet.At first, it felt like being underwater; it felt thick, cold, and heavy. But underneath the silence, there was a sound. It was a slow, deep thump.Thump. Thump.It was Zack's heart. It was the heavy, stubborn pulse of the mountain, beating inside his chest, keeping the mountain from swallowing our children. I wanted to reach out for it, I wanted to tell him I was sorry for the years we lost, but my hands were gone. I was just a ghost floating in the cold, black mud of my own mind.Suddenly, a sharp, loud voice rang in my ears."Mom! Mom, wake up!""She's not breathing, Colin! Her heart... It's too slow! It’s stopping!"Hands grabbed my shoulders, shaking me. I felt the sharp grass against my back, and the damp earth beneath my head. A sudden, heavy pressure slammed into my chest; once, twice, three times. Someone was pushing down on my ribs, trying to force my lungs to take the cold mountain air."Elena, breathe!" a cracked, desperate voice yell
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