Chapter 11

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Damien's perspective
I looked around at the town of South Park, which appeared to be in really poor shape. So many buildings were crushed, and it looked like everyone was panicking. I had no idea what the hell was going on. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Pip. He seemed startled from it all, but remained frozen. I decided to approach him. "Hey Pip, what's going on?" He couldn't hear me. I tried again. "Pip!" All of a sudden, he turned around and ran the opposite direction. I followed him.

In the distance, I heard a loud stomping noise. I could see the shadow of a large, robotic figure. As she came closer I realized it was Mecha Streisand, the same figure that killed Pip. He started running toward her. I call after him. "PIP! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" I started running to him. I had to save him this time. But I wasn't fast enough. I watched in horror as she stomped on him hard, a pool of crimson blood oozing from under her giant foot. She lifted her foot up, and there he was, his body almost as flat as a pancake and his bones appearing to be completely shattered. I fell to my knees sobbing and picked up his limp remains.

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"Damien? Oh goodness, are you ok?" I felt my shoulder being gently tugged at by Pip. I widened my eyes, trying hard to hold back my tears. "Yeah.. I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You looked like you were having a nightmare" He knew. Of course he did. But what was I supposed to tell him? That I just watched him die in my sleep? I shook my head, standing up. "Yes, I'm sure. Don't worry about me" I was about to start crying. I had to leave. No one has ever seen me cry before, and I wanted to keep it that way. "I'm gonna get some fresh air. I'll see you later" With that l left, speeding down the hallway. A muffled voice called out for me, but all I could hear were my own thoughts.

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