I sat against a tree waiting for death. The time had finally come. I recounted the events that had happened up until this point. The day it happened. That damned day.
???: Well Jake, looks like I finally get to kill you.
The man laughs a deep maniacal laugh.
???: I'll make sure you suffer for what you did.
The man proceeds to beat me, breaking two of my ribs.
He stops, and looks at me.
???: Man looks like I really did a number on you. You've had enough, son.
He pulls out a gun and cocks it back as I slowly close my eyes. A bang is heard through the quiet night.
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