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... lady in a black dress.
She didn’t look Japanese, and she had green hair.
But, goodness, was she trembling.
Her hands could barely keep the gun up.
My guess is, she banked everything on that one shot. Now that it’s failed, she can only see demise.
I walked toward her calmly—she was about fifteen feet away.
Her breathing was a mess. Eyes glassy. She was shivering like she’d just been pulled out of a frozen lake.
Too frantic.
Can I eve ...
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