"After this much horror, the risk was greater in losing our souls to their side, in identifying as part of the machine. Later, we didn't need guns. We had routine."
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It was cold and dark. I had to find shelter. I saw an abandoned restaurant and thought that that'd be a nice place to wait out the storm at. Little did I know that I wouldn't be allowed to leave. Ever.