Annie's arm, extended so far it hurt her, grabbed Mr. Taylor and pulled him back into the trees, with such force that if she hadn't dug her feet into the tree, she would have fallen off the tree. She dared to look at him.
Cuts. Blood everywhere. Bits of clothing and skin missing. Biting her lip and holding back a tear, she laid him down gently behind her. She still had to get the others. Drawing her hand back, she stopped to hold it out to the little girl. She didn't know her, but she couldn't leave her. She just hoped the girl would trust her.
Turning around to Ethic, she began to speak softly.
"I didn't know the man very much, but I believe that nobody should be left behind. Nobody, even if they have done something unthinkable, there has to be some shred of good in them. And there was still the chance he would survive. But... if he has survived through something like this, he's not even human in my eyes. More like some kind of immortal god." A small, sad chuckle escaped her mouth, and a tear fell down. "He was important to you guys, and in my perfect world, if they're important to someone, they've done something worth saving."
With that, she turned around to the little girl with the bear.
"Listen! You may not know me, or trust me, but I know Rose and Ethic, and others that I'm sure you will know! You can hate me and not trust me later, but now, you need to grab my hand and trust me!" Annie quickly looked down, and saw with utter shock, one of the loving dead attempt to jump up and grab her hand, and she only barely got her hand away in time - a small growl came out that only Ethic could probably hear, as the tip of it's finger had caught hers. "Please, hurry and make your choice!"