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Why do you ask me I don't know." Well your supposed to know . Your the Warlock. You know everything, every ONE. Your supposed to KNOW MAN.". I pound the sides of my fist on his chest, looking down crying. "Where is Gunner. Where the heck is she." I demand. The Warlock stares at me with irritation. He rolls his eyes and He snaps his fingers. A piercing pain shoots through my right shoulder. It gushes will  liquid that soaks me and The Warlock. I look down to see a staff through me and the Warlock. I fall down gasping for air. I realize I don't really feel anything. Just emptiness. Like a vacuum is sucking the guts out of like. The Warlocks body falls on top of me. Frozen. Cold. He has no color. No life what so ever. now I feel pain. The pain of knowing that I will never find the person that has felt, seen, and heard everything I know. Crugger hovers over me. His white, rock hard face looks Down at me. "Game Over, Buddy. Game over."

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