Running into his apartment, he ripped open his closet door, where within was his backpack. Inside were the last remains of his old life, along with a book which contained the location of a forger who could help him start all over...again. Grabbing a few possessions and some money, he began to head toward the bank when he heard a familiar noise: Peter frantically barking. Running down to the floor below, he saw Rory collapsed in the doorway of her apartment. Running over, he knelt down and could barely feel a pulse, so he immediately reached into his pocket for his phone and called 911.
Rory opened her eyes and was confused to find Baker standing over her.
“What happened?” she asked.
“I’m not so sure,” Baker responded. “An ambulance is on its way. We’ll get you to the hospital and have everything checked out.”
Walking her down stairs through the throng of other residents, he maneuvered Rory towards the incoming EMT’s and explained what he saw.
After receiving attention, Rory was cleared, and decided to take Peter for a walk. Baker couldn’t fathom why she wanted to do that, and offered to walk with them just incase anything happened. She politely declined, but Baker tailed them anyway, worried more for the safety of Rory than himself. 5 minutes in, he noticed Rory stumbling-barely able to hold herself steady-and randomly crossing the street. Reaching Rainbow River, he saw the pair pause and turn around, and he let out a small sigh of relief that they were going home. But what happened next seemed to happen in slow motion. Rory was in the middle of the road again, and a car turned the corner and sped toward her. Baker was frozen, helpless as he watched the collision which sent Rory into the river without a scream.
Calling 911, he ran back towards the Victorian screaming, “Jenn killed Rory!”
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