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"I'll get it." Eliza sighed, putting down the cookies and heading for the door.

She twisted the doorknob.

When she opened it she was greeted by a group of people smiling at her, with the obvious leader in the front,
holding a shotgun,
at which the barrel was directed straight at Eliza's face.

As the gunshot blasted through the house, Jim's instincts told him to pick Mike up and run, which is exactly what he did.
As Jim picked him up, Mike looked back in confusion, to see things a child should never have to see.
He saw his mother fall slowly to the floor, with an indescribable amount of blood pouring from her head.
He saw one of the group members throwing a Molotov Cocktail in his delicate house, which would later burn to the ground.
And as his dad bolted for the back door, for the last time he saw his favourite teddy bear, sitting on the couch.

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