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[[ skyscraper quiff boy, aka luke ]]

jordan and i were calmly walking.

calm.

strange word to feel in a situation like this.

gunshots were heard.

people were running.

a man was chasing them.

(goddamn it why can nothing ever be calm?)

a man that looked too young to kill people.

a man that looked innocent.

but he sure as hell wasn't.

the people that had stayed behind were running away.

some were falling on the ground, dead.

good thing neither of us were dumb enough to try to test his gun with our shitty weapons.

so we ran to the place we were headed to.

the woods.

to seek shelter, maybe find people to team up with.

form an (extremely small) army of non-athletic teenagers.

we ran and ran and ran.

and the gunshot sounds got quieter and quieter and quieter.

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