The chubby man, now identified as Bennet, collapses to the ground with a wet thud. The fight is over, but the battle isn't quite won yet. You and Lucy have to get out of here before any remaining terrorists realize what's happened and try to stop you.

With your daughter clinging tightly to your arm, you turn to help Lucy up off the ground. She smiles weakly at you, blood dripping from a wound in her side. "Thanks," she whispers hoarsely. "I couldn't have done it without you."

Together, the three of you make your way through the now-quiet base, carefully avoiding any remaining guards or security measures. As you reach the exit and step out into the cool night air, you breathe a sigh of relief. The mission is over, and you've saved Lucy's daughter.

As the seaplane takes to the sky, leaving the terrorist base far behind, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. You glance over at Lucy, who is fast asleep in one of the seats, her metal body still covered in blood and bandages. Your daughter curls up next to her, gently resting a hand on her cheek.

The sun begins to rise, casting a warm golden light across the horizon. Despite everything that's happened, there's a sense of hope and new beginnings in the air. You wonder what the future holds for all of you now that this nightmare is over.

As the plane continues its journey homeward, you lean back in your seat and close your eyes, content for the first time in a long while. Maybe things will finally start to look up from here on out.