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One bloody tear

One bloody tear ran down her cheek but she ignored it and kept hitting the keys. Her shoulder didn’t hurt so bad if she kept her elbow clamped to her side and her foot only hurt if she looked at it. At least she couldn’t hear the screaming anymore. Twin spikes of pain in her ears from the last concussion most likely meant she wouldn’t hear anything ever again. Ever again…the future was probably about an hour long now. That was okay. You can tell one hell of a story in an hour. Even a true story.

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