I walk down Quincy wearing a black mask. I have to hide my face now until I can make my get away. I know where my old friends are staying. They're in a few tents in Sherwood Park. I walk into the park the trees give me cover. I see a figure shrouded and hidden like me. I walk up to them as quietly as I can. I move carefully so as not to wake the man sleeping nearby on the ground. Now it has come my moment of truth.........
I'm running as fast as I can as a body bleeds behind me. It was dark so I cannot be sure if my target was right. I cannot go back to the building in which I have stayed so I go a ways down willow lane and put myself to sleep. I think I have lost the bugs in my runnings.
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