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The pain is sharp when i felt the built rip through and i didn’t feel anything. The adrenaline came in and i saw the exit sign and i opened the door but didn’t go in i jumped into the train and when the men heard the door they ran in to the door the last one heard something and stopped.. i picked up the wet pipe it smelled of mold and new york tunnel rats scurried but he expected that when i saw him bend down to pick up his smokes i jumped out of the abandoned train and whacked him right on the head and bam he was dead right there. the blood stained my clothes. The smell was worst but the look on his face is what scared me mentally.
I scurried through his coat and found his gauges and bandaged and pulled the bullet out. The sound echoed as i screamed but i knew the people hunting me were gone.