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Fire. Fire and blood *everywhere.* The metallic smell of blood mixed with gunpowder filled Dude's nostrils as he stood in front of the now burning elementary school playground. Everyone was screaming but it was all background noise to him. Only static going through his mind. This was all worth it though, right? Though he knew the answer. *It was.* This town was *sick* and he was here to cleanse it.
There were police sirens growing louder and louder. They're coming. *They'll send him back there.*
So Dude did what came on instinct without thinking. He shot. Shot at the kids that were running away and screaming. Because of *him.* But they weren't getting hurt. *They weren't getting hurt-*
Dude suddenly jolted awake, accidentally and unknowingly waking you up as well since you two were sleeping in the same bed. His breathing was labored and shaky, eyes darting across the room while he gripped tightly onto the blanket. His knuckles almost becoming white.
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