DOWNWELL

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"Just relax, and focus in the target." Said Silas. "I am!" Shouted Nick. "Well you sure aren't if your yelling."
"You know what old man? I could rek you any day!" Nick knew the second those words came out of his mouth he was in trouble. "Okay, 1v1, soap pellets." Silas had a sinister smile on his face. "What is a soap pellet?" asked Nick. "You'll see..."

Nicks body hurt so bad, welts were forming all around his face and body. "Time out, okay?" He gasped for air.
Silas came out of a bush unscathed. "Awww, little baby gowt hut?" Silas mocked.
"No, I didn't." Nick tried to cover up his wounds. "Ok, so didnt rek you." Nick scrambled to entry of his "home."
"Put your money where your mouth is next time Nick." Silas was smirking. "Knock it off old man!" Nicked smirked back.
"Go to sleep kid."

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