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F.U.C.K.
I panicked. I didn't want to do that. Shit, why did he startle me!
I didn't kill or infect him, at least, just knocked him unconscious.
Need to get out. I couldn't find any useful books, so there is no point in me staying here any longer.
Quickly, I ran out of the shop, facing another policeman.
"Holy shit!"
Quickly, he turned whatever he was holding at me, firing right at me.
At that instant, the surrounding time slowed down, almost becoming still.
My brain raced through the things I did, the best moments of my life, my worst mistakes, my regrets, and my hopes.
The things I couldn't do, the things I wanted to do.
I wanted to return home, I wanted to create wonders which would help humankind. I wanted to be a famous researcher, not a nobody without a name.
I tried to move, but I was just too slow.
I felt the bullet. I felt the tearing sensation, the force, going through my head, after exiting it from my neck.
My vision turned dark, as my body fell to the ground, with my mind slowly slipping away.
I...don't want to die.
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[User's HP reached 0]
[Death been registered]
[Terminating Dive.]
[Secret function of blessing: [Blessing of Nergal] activated]
[Automatically activating affinity [Basic Death Affinity.]]
[Automatically activating affinity [Basic Life Affinity.]]
[Alert.]
[System failure detected.]
[Restarting program...]
[Error.]
[Restarting program...]
[Error]
[Calculating options...]
[Options calculated.]
[Initiating program; safeguarding body, till initiated time for dimensional dive is set.]
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"What the hell, what was that?!"
Shaking in fear, the new policeman held his gun tightly to his chest.
The cloth doll fell to the ground, motionless.
"Damn it, where's Dave?! Dave!"
"Ugh!"
What?
Without any reason, the cloth doll started to shake violently, while letting out a deafening sound.
What the hell is happening.
Holding my ears in pain, I saw as the cloth doll stood right back up, from the hole of its head, some sort of black liquid was pouring out.
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