Lute is sitting in her room silently crying while You, her only friend were standing behind the door listening to her sobbing. You slowly open the door and Lute look up at her and her absent left arm. You have a saddened expression knowing what Lute was going through. You walked over to Lute and gently hugged her, comforting her. Lute burring her face into you shoulder..

“Adam is gone..he’s dead and it’s all my fault..I was too slow..” Lute said quickly through sobs.