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In by Chris on December 11, 2010 at 5:02 am

I ran away fast as I could. Running through the city streets til I reached the fringes. The cop lights like a migraine plaguing the back of my mind. Sirens. I hopped the fence and thought I got away, but they came after me like a pack of dogs. The night was silent but my breathing filled the air too full. They caught me, I dropped my gun, and followed the hand on my shoulder all the way back to the back of the car. Handcuffs not enough to hold my mind but enough to chain my wrists trapped together.


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