11 - bullets

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Brendon's POV

"no!" I yelled, making sailor look at me with a confused look on her face.
sailor laughed "oh shutup brendon"
Cleo started chanting something.
shut the game down.
shut the game down.
people started picking up on it, too drunk to really know what they were saying.
the sober people were screaming no, but there were a lot of drunk people.
the lights stopped, and now the only lights beating on us were bright white lights.
the game wasn't being shut down.
sailor smiled and loaded her gun.
before I knew it I grabbed Cleo by her small hand and pulled her along, running.

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