[Rick isn't sure how long he's been wandering the floors, looking for people he can help. Judging from the arc of the sun against the sand, it's been the entire day--one more day of his three shadows running behind him, shouting about his negligence, abandonment, betrayal. But the more people he found to help, the quieter their voices got, and the more vibrant the blue hue of his soul became.]
[To continue living--to bring back the people he loves--he has to help.]
[Rick approaches Sheba and the clinging shadow at a fairly brisk and surprisingly aggressive pace. He needs to catch their attention.]
August 16th - evening
[To continue living--to bring back the people he loves--he has to help.]
[Rick approaches Sheba and the clinging shadow at a fairly brisk and surprisingly aggressive pace. He needs to catch their attention.]
L-L-Let g-go of her! She's--she's h-had enough!