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I thought I knew what I was getting myself into..
Watching Damien fiddling with his gun as I stay behind the corner..
The expression on his face tells at all, he is scared of the gun. His hands are shaking with fear as he raises it up to shoot, shoot at the target we both needed to be dead. He lift his arm up slowly, trying to calm his nerves by breathing. I can see his chest rise up and down, I swear he is about the shit his pants. All of a sudden he drops the gun.. the silence in the room broke with the clashing of the gun on the floor. His eyes widen at the act he just pulled, the target slowly turns around.
"Fuck it" I say as I run up to Damien to grab his wrist and ran for the exit, after a couple seconds he realizes it's me. Kendall. He stops dead in his tracks, comprehending 'what the hell just happened' but right now, i'm trying to get out of this warehouse looking thing.
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This story takes place near September 2016 ..
Even tho it's 2017
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