My Epilogue:
Laura sat in the tent. The group had decided to camp there for the night to give everyone some rest and refill supplies in a nearby well. She sighed and put her head back to rest. As soon as she did, however, she heard the one guard outside her tent gurgle and collapse. She saw his head as he lay in front of the tent with a knife sticking out of his throat.
She had no chance to scream before she found herself staring into a pair of eyes. Familiar eyes.
"Remember me?" he hissed.
Laura's eyes widened as she recognized the voice. She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, followed by warmth flowing down her torso.
"Not with a bang, but with a whimper," he sneered.
Guards burst in, having seen the dead guard. Machinegun fire tore the man's back to shreds. He collapsed onto Laura's bleeding chest. Suddenly, as his eyes fogged over, he began to laugh.
"We win, Laura."
Laura's eyes began to shut as guards rushed to help her. Her lips barely moved as she spoke.
"Si..g..."