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"Connection turmanated" I said into the microphone as a salute to all the poor innocent souls slaughtered. I didn't really wish my best friend a stay in hell... did I?

  I gasped as the lack of air became more noticeable. I was wet and sticky from sweat and heat was rising. Smoke filled the small little room along with red and orange fiery flames. "My time had come..." I whispered through the smoke, as my last words left my mouth I felt it become dry, smoke filling my lungs.

This.... this was the end. I screamed in agony along with the other souls, being ripped from their medal chains and lifted or dragged due to their deeds. It faded...

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