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Courage...?

“Heya stranger!” A giant man with horrible breath was right in my face. I couldn’t exactly make out who it was because i had just woken up, the sun was in my eyes and he was simply a shadow against it. I had a terrible caffeine headache and i couldn’t exactly think straight.
“Where am I?” i asked slowly. the side of my face felt like it was on fire before i even knew that someone wanted to hit me. I saw a shiny pistol in front of me and it took awhile to register that that had just been rammed into my cheekbone.
“I’m askin’ the questions round here, mate!” he roared at me. “Now tell me, good sir, what did you do with Lorraine?”

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