Me and my gun

Me and my gun

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Oct 28, 2015
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Fiction
Horror
Everything went to hell.... There aren't anymore survivors out there... All that matters is me and my gun... There is only one rule here.... Hunt or be Hunted... And there i was spending another day looking for Water...
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"It's ok if you hate me Mitch. I get it." I looked up at him to see him staring at me an unreadable expression on his face. "But you have to understand I did what I had to do to save thousands of lives. I chose a crappy beach with shitty weather on a dumb island instead of a train station, an airport, or a fucking preschool." My voice began to come out shakey from all the anger I had. "You deserve to hate me. Hell, I hate me. But dont think for a second you know the real me." I do not own any american assasin or atomic blonde story lines or characters except for my own

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