Crate 'n Burial

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Dream

I was checking the phone for prints when I heard a man's voice behind me.

"Don't move!" yelled a man as I turned around to see him point a gun at me.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm not a cop. I just ... I just analyze the scene. This is my first day. Believe me, I'm-I'm no threat" I said scared as I had my hands up.

"throw your gun this way" he said as I slowly took out my gun and threw it by his feet

"Um, look ... phone with your prints on it? Here, take it. Okay? Here" I said as I ripped the phone from the wall and I held it out to him when his pager beeped and he looked down.

I took that chance to throw the phone at him and he dropped the gun. He goes for my gun and I went to stop him as we began struggling for it.

I reached up and scratched him in his eyes. He yells as he manages to get my gun. He takes a couple steps back, aims and shoots me multiple times as I fall to the ground by the couch.

 He takes a couple steps back, aims and shoots me multiple times as I fall to the ground by the couch

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I see him drop my gun then grabs his gun and runs out of the apartment. As I'm struggling to call for help, I see his pager and push it under the couch then I close my eyes and let the darkness consume me.

 As I'm struggling to call for help, I see his pager and push it under the couch then I close my eyes and let the darkness consume me

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End of Dream

I gasped as I jumped up, then I fell back down from the pain in my abdomen. I looked around to see I was in a hospital.

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