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... asked men dropped like flies.
"W— WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?"
Seba— Sheldon stammered. Through my swollen eye, I was able to make out the individual causing the commotion.
Well, individuals plural.
They had been geared in what seemed like makeshift cammo, shades of green flashing with each bullet fired.
Were those....soldiers?
Holy shit.
Holy actual shit.
Was I finally getting saved!?!
Ah, maybe not.
Their balaclav ...
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