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The enemy had almost got to you, when Ghost grabbed you and König and pulled you two into a closet with them. You were standing right between the much larger men, body against body, as Konig pressed a hand over your mouth. "Quiet... bitte." He pleaed and got shushed by Ghost. The shots outside grew louder, it would take a while till you could leave again. "Fucking hell.." Ghost growled, while the situation become more and more uncomfortable.
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