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did a feeling of doom, sadness, and disbelief.
     
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    Roger had been the first mechanics on the scene, and he'd made his way around the tracks until the fire became too hot and he'd to go back. He'd been there moments after the blast and the firemen and ambulances hadn't made it up there yet. He could see there were people lying in the line who were either hurt or quite possibly dead. He made his way through the winding path trying to help the injured get out. Eventually, more of his staff arrived and they began carrying out those who couldn't move. It took them two hours to get the forty or so people out of the line and down to the makeshift medical area. He couldn't believe how badly these people had been hurt and he was horrified at how many people he'd found who were dead. The scene was like a nightmare or a bad movie. But this was neither of those things, it was reality. Several people had been killed and no one knew what had happened.
     
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    Lindy let herself be walked to the medical area where a woman took her hand. She said her name was Debbie and she was a nurse. She looked at Lindy's head and then grabbed some cloth to clean and dress the wound. Lindy was numb. She didn't feel any pain, and she didn't really know what to do. She kept looking for her friends in the triage area hoping they'd gotten out. She was texting both of them, but hadn't received a response yet. This fact made Lindy scared. Megan and Heather both would've texted her by now, or at least responded to her. The fact that she hadn't heard from them made her start to cry.
    "Honey, are you okay? Am I hurting you?" Debbie the nurse asked her.
    Lindy's voice was barely a whisper. "No."
    " Are you hurt somewhere else?" Debbie was looking pointedly at her.
    "No. I think my friends were on the ride."
    "What ride....oh...you mean they were on the roller coaster that...." Debbie couldn't finish the sentence. "Sweetie, are you sure?  I mean, it's pretty crazy right now. They could just be somewhere else and you didn't see them. Or they may have gone home." Debbie was being rational.
    But Lindy knew. S he felt it. They were both dead. They would've answered her. They were her best friends. They would've let her know where they were. They had to be dead. Lindy's tears streaked down her face. She looked at Debbie. "They're dead. I can feel it."
     
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    The man packed his things. The red lights were reflecting off the park, trees, and even the hills there were so many emergency vehicles. He looked one last time and smiled with satisfaction. Then he turned and made his way down the hill holding the cooler in one hand and the chair in the other. About ten minutes later he reached the flat area where he'd parked his car. He clicked the key fob and the car bleated. He opened the back door and put the cooler, chair, and other bag in and then got into the car. He drove off, heading towards the highway. He was back in the hotel room in twenty minutes and immediately turned the television on. Every channel was running the story. The lights from the cameras flashed on the rides facing the road. The fire had been put out, but the smoke was thick and the frenzied reporters were eating up the huge story. This was career-making stuff for them and the man smiled and said, "You're welcome." 
    He took of f his camouflage clothing and put on sweat pants and a t-shirt. He dialed the number for the pizza delivery, and sat down on the bed. Pushing the remote and changing from channel to channel he could see the story blare across the screen over and over. He even