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“Careful,” warned Sly Sara. “The Mayans had loads of traps.”
Captain Jack nodded at his companion and took a slow step down the stairs. The stairs led down a slim stone corridor going deep into the ground and the walls looked like they could press down and suffocate him at any moment. 991 more words
“I DIE, with integrity…,” he gasped, blood running through fingers.
Two bullets exited healed wounds, skin no longer red, holes non-existent. Back into the Glock chamber they spiralled, one by one, two bangs, until they rested in the magazine and the index finger went forwards as the trigger followed. 244 more words