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Tony complied, carefully removing the garments one by one.
Once the clothes were removed, I asked a question to Tony, my voice barely audible. "What do you see?" I asked, my gaze fixed on him. Tony's response came without hesitation.
"A gun," he replied, his tone solemn. He revealed a sniper gun from within the bag, its presence a stark reminder of the dangerous world we now found ourselves in.
I nodded, a glimmer of satisfaction in my eyes. "Good," I murmured, relieved that Tony still possessed the knowledge and skills necessary to handle such a weapon.
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