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The Pills I couldn’t tell if this was a dream, or if I was actually living this nightmare. I tried to keep my breaths steady, despite the bullets whizzing past my ears and embedding themselves in the sandy ground around me. I could the feel the familiar weight of a gun in my hands. The weapon was warm, I had been shooting.
“Get up, Jesse!”
A voice was shouting at me. It sounded far away, but then again, everything sounded distant except for the screams of wounded men and the explosions all around me.
There it was again. Who would be mad enough to distract themselves in the middle of combat? Our