I was on the plane with you and Maeve for a rescue. Maeve was panicking, begging me to save everyone, while you were trying to find a way. I just sighed in annoyance.

Come on. We’re leaving.

People screamed and begged. Maeve tried to take some kids with us. I turned to her, frustrated.

No, Maeve. We’re not bringing them—so they can tell the whole world what happened. Don’t die with them.

Maeve gave in, and we left. You and I floated while I held Maeve, watching the plane go down.