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I didn't mean to kill her, I think as gun powder still lingers in the air. Nothing makes sense anymore I muse as blood stains through her white shirt. I look around me not knowing what to do or where to go as I watch her body grow limp.

If it had all gone well and as planned I wouldn't be sat here now. So much has happened in these last few weeks or have they been months? I can no longer tell in this place.

Just three days after I shot Kat the cops found me and brought me here; where 'here' is exactly I don't quite know. All I know is that they said that I "could be of great use to them".

I've been here training to be a freaking hit man ever since.

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