NOVEMBER 09: #Day 313

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I'm writing this as I'm hiding. The gun
Carl invented sits next to me, I hear the
buildings alarms. I hear it's screams.
These screams are not the same.
They are screams of a predator.
I made a monster.
It has killed so many of my coworkers.
There's blood on my coat. I hear it
running I hear gun shots, but it is not
done.
It wants revenge.
And I will not allow it.
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