The end...

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I take a large swig of my scotch. I feel something's off again, but I choose to ignore it. Suddenly the whole bar begins to shake. I can here a large explosion erupt. I drop my drink and rush outside. I see enemy jets in the sky shooting missiles and spraying out bullets. I run to my car and gun it home. Right turn left turn right turn floor It, I speed home nearly hitting panicking people. I pull up to my house and get out of the car. When a jet comes by again, but this time it fires and I see the missile strike my house everything goes slow motion. My life flashes before my eyes. Then when the explosion reaches me it throws me into the air, and by the time I land darkness.

To be continued in my next book...

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