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1/2/2016 8:11:49 AM
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Many people run in the room and see the blood and the bullet sitting there, crumpled along with small peices of bone
English
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"What... What happened?"
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She sees a trail of blood leading out of the room and down the hall
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[b]She follows the trail[/b]
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It leads to one of the generals quarters. The sign reads General james roberts, head of engineers
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[b]She knocks on the door[/b]
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Edited by Redmaplewizard: 1/2/2016 5:16:35 PMThe door slowly creeps open and she sees the man from earlier in the hallway. He is shirtless with a bandage on his back. The bandage is dripping on the ground. He stands looking at the mirror across the room
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"What's wrong?"
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He spins quickly looking startled and pulls a shirt on. The t-shirt shows off his muscles but the blood still drips through He calms down slightly
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"Why do you have a bulletwound on your back?"
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He points to a chair and closes the door. He pulls out a key board and when he types it says the words "Hello?"
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"Hi..." [b]She takes the seat[/b]
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"Where to start..." The robotic voice is eerie
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[i]"Indeed."[/i]
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"When i was a child the rest of my family died and i was kept as a slave." The keyboards clicking offsets the voice slightly "They told me if i talked they would cut out my tongue, that is why i can not speak very well, i was rescued by the clan that six was born in. Like all younglings i had to take an oath when i left. My oath was that everytime i killed i would be shot in the back. The only thing i was good at was killing, so i became an assasin. You can imagine why i did that."
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[i]"Oh..."[/i]
