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Chapter 2 by supportfreeuse supportfreeuse

Do you enter the building?

No.

You spin on your heels, and the reach for the exit. The brisk afternoon wind hits your face, and you step into the street, shielding your eyes from the sun. Too bad that FedEx truck driver couldn't see either. Now some poor EMT has to scrape your splattered remains off the blacktop.

What's next?

More fun
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