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im laying on the bed feeling much better and the detective stares. he gets up with an angry face. and he stares. "may i help you?" i ask sarcastically
"why yes you can" he smirks his answer and yanks me outta the bed and arrests me telling me my rights and taking me to his piggy car. Then right as we got to the car smoke exploded everywhere and gun shots were coming from al directions and i hear the detective calling for back up. i sit there hiding behind the car wondering.... what the fuck is happening to me.

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