The man cranked another round into his shotgun, aiming at me with a look of hatred in his green eyes. I roll dodgeing into the cold back room, as he fires only catching wood. I see the in the refection of the walls of a man lying down and a woman with a revolver in one and a bloody blade at the other, gripping it with all might.Alyx ans Eric.
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Nice story so far. Keep the story and keep writing.
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-luke
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