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Diary, you don't understand how much I miss talking to Dan and Maja...

I guess it's time to say that, really, my never-really-was-a-slash-my-brother brother is a really big creeper (OH GAWD CINAMMON)... not the ones that blow up in the game we like to play, Minecraft.

He did save my life though... I'll get to that in a bit. For now, it's time to tell another tale.

Sincerely, Megan (The Twenty-second of May, 2014)

~Sunday~

I had all my band make-up on and I was going to change at the stage. My band, The Blue Roses' Love, had the first gig set up at the Auditorium of Loud. "I'm leaving now, 'kay, bye!" I announced really fast and then sprinted out the door.

I had spread my wings out, the smaller six foot ones, and flew for the performance, making sure that no one could see me.

~Unknown Person~

We recorded the Blue Roses' Love's performance in case the boss, being as unpredictable as he usually is, wanted something else last minute.

"Understand?" I questioned the pair while turning back to the dark. They both nodded.

~On Stage~

Danni said something to me during our break, You know you can be injured?

Is that good?I asked, unaware of the consequences of being injured after not being injured for the longest time in history.

Hmm... for me.

During our performance, gunfire was heard. The crowd had scattered, moving with much vigor in a frenzy. Unaware of how close the people shooting actually was, we started to try and walk away.

~Unknown People~

The two idiots hired by the boss fired three warning shots. Well, now they can't be considered warning shots if they were fired into the person we actually needed and the boss wanted.

I rubbed my head, "You idiots... we needed that one!"

"Oh well..." one of them responded, reloading his gun and aiming at the air.

~Megan~

Is this the end of the line for me? Can someone find me here? Will there be anyone on my... I thought, a bullet lodged in my upper arm and two in my side, just above my waistline.

~Maja~

I picked Megan up where she was behind the stage. I hope she's okay...

After some time, she got majorly heavy and started to bring me down, making me slower and slower with every step. Such a pain.... how heavy is she, exactly?

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