Jared caught them before they could keep bowing and pulled them up one by one.
"Don't kneel. Move. There's someone outside to get you out." His voice stayed even. His hands, though, shook faintly. Not from exhaustion, but from anger.
He looked at the wounds covering their bodies. He looked at the deadness in their eyes, at frames stripped down to skin and bone.
Something hot kept climbing higher inside him. None of it showed on his face. This wasn't the time for that.
He turned to Gwendolyn. "Is everyone here?"
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