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I imagined the last time I saw Henry, inside the prison, in that messed-up couple room for prisoners, where I got my tattoos.

I flipped the coin.

"Henry, I need you. Help me, I am scared as hell. Come to me." 

I closed my eyes and made the 'catching motion', yet it was interrupted when my hand met a warm arm. I opened my eyes and found blue eyes staring down at me. He was clothed in a dark camouflage outfit, looking exactly how I saw him the last time. 

"Henry!" I nearly choked on my emotions as my legs gave way and I gripped his wrist. I am so relieved, so fucking relieved.

As long as he was by my side, we could brainstorm together, and Henry would not be in danger if I put him away when the giant arrived. But most importantly, I wasn't all alone anymore on this suicide mission.

But…this dumb dog would have long since hugged me into suffocation, or at least helped me up?

I forced myself to stand again and looked into Henry's eyes.