"The Junkers," she said, "they're coming."

Elizabeth and Ryan stared off into the distance. All that could be seen was a cloud of orange dust, but they both knew what it meant.

"Elizabeth, we have to go," Ryan said. He tugged on her arm, but it was no use. She wouldn't move. "Elizabeth!" he shouted. "Let's go!" He was tugging vehemently, yet she refused to leave.

She shook her head and yanked h...