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I had him in my grasp; in my mind I can still feel the coarse fabric of his coat. I’m not willing to let him slip through my fingers like this.
He had a coat, you could have tied him up with that. Strips made with the utility knife, something. Why run off with him loose?
I pause, rubbing my temple. Then I nod despondently. This hasn’t work out how I wanted it to. But now that I think about it, it makes perfect sense.
Yep. Haul off with out any plan or useable skills, just a mess of regret, and this is what you get. No surprise at all.
How did I get into this!?
A head full of nothing but ignorance?
I feel the hairs on my forearms begin to stand on end. I can’t believe it. Dead? I just hit him a few times. I didn’t mean to kill him.
That last sentence, that proves his stupidity. He is in a WAR ZONE.
