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A SHOT IN THE HEAD
Salu JohnsonWho do you think Ginny is? Could she be Lorelei? Find out in the next chapter...😍
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BANG!!!! The noise resounded in my ears as I fell into darkness. I couldn't feel anything, couldn't hear anything. The noise of the gun was all that I heard. It's dark and it's cold. Was this what death felt like? " Hey, idiot," a voice came to my ears. " Wake up." " Huh?" I was confused. " Who's calling me an idíot?" The voice came again out of the darkness. " Get up, you quitter. Nap time is over. Wake up. Idiot, wake up." I flared my eyes opened to find myself in a deserted area. I was standing beside a man who stood with a cigarette burning at the end of his lips. It was Israel. We were both standing on a hill overlooking the sea. The beach was a little further away from us. It was a dark moonless night and the beach was as quiet and as peaceful as a graveyard. I never thought I was ever gonna see this dude again neither had I ever thought I'd be glad to see him. " Israel, I—" " Shut up, idiot," He cut me short. " If you're about to tell me you missed me I migh
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The crocodiles snapped their fangs hungrily, gazing up longingly at Ginny. Ginny was as pale as the belly, of a fish. I've never seen anyone so frightened in my life. Can't say I blamed her. If I were in her shoes, I'd be scared stiff. Rather than being eaten alive, I'd rather take a shot in the back. The pain would go away and it'd all be over in an instant when I shut my eyes and drowse into darkness. Seriously.Being eaten alive by a swarm of crocodiles wasn't my ideal of death– I swear. So yeah, I understood Ginny. She had every right to be frightened to her bone marrow. She yelled at me. " Let me out of this thing. Let me out."I didn't say anything. Even her voice sounded like a dying frog. " I've got a few questions for you, buster," I said, pointing at the muscular dude. " What's your name?"" Clive!" He said, raising his voice so I could hear him clearly. " My name's Clive."Knife had ordered someone to bring a chair for me. I wandered over to the fancy cushioned chair
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