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Shots Fired - Oh So Tired

I'm in the station when I hear the first shot I run outside to the parking lot Willis and Ferris are on the ground Faces down Blood pooling around Blood rushes to my head Are they alive or dead? I begin to move towards them when another shot rings out I feel something sharp hit me then I too am knocked out I wake up in a strange room filled with wounded men I count them and spot Willis and Ferris is beds 9 and 10

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Date: 3/6/2022 11:05:00 AM
What a way to live - or die! Aloha!
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Brigitte Pace
Date: 3/7/2022 11:04:00 AM
Could have gone either way!

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