Get Out Now

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I look around the Cafe

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I look around the Cafe. Nothing seems wrong. I look at the man. He has broad shoulders and a suit on. He glances back at me and winks. Then his body starts to fade away. No! No! This was not real. This is not real. In the panic of my mind I spill my coffee all over me but I really don't care. I run out of the shop and into the busy streets of New York. Strangers are looking at me and my coffee stained clothing but I don't care. That's when I hear it. Tick-Ticktick-Tick-Ticktick-Tick-Ticktick. The streets are crowded but I run as fast as I can across it. Cars slam on their brakes and people are yelling and screaming at me. I hear cars smashing into each other but I don't stop running. I hop onto a car that won't move out of my way and use it to propel myself forward. I hit the ground with a hard thud, and keep running. Tick-Ticktick-Tick-Ticktick-Tick-Ticktick. I still hear the noise. It sounds farther away but then it stops and a loud boom! Erupts from behind me. The blast knocks me over and slams me into the side of a car. I moan. I see the man who told me to run, standing in front of me. He holds out his hand and helps me up. 

"Your training in now done, welcome to the RAY officer nowy!"

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