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((Alessio Rigano continued from We Wish To Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed By Our Classmates))

Mr. Prospector walked away from the docks, gun in hand, with the image in his head that today at least three people had died. Amanda, Jonathan and Hannah. He had a gun now, he now was not afraid of attackers. He would shoot his attackers.

As Alessio walked towards the Church, the one Jae threatened him back like a week ago, was it a week? Was that already a week? A fucking week. As he did that, he walked by the Crematorium Gardens.

He breathed heavily. Three more names he could recognise. Like three flowers. Brown, yellow, blonde.

He was not near them much, couldn't understand what they were talking about. He could see them and recognise them, though. He knew what he had to do. SPAS pointed at them, he stared at them. Then.

He pulled the trigger, shot at them, then ran away from the group in case they had guns to shoot back. Perhaps he hit one of them. Most likely, he did not.

But the most important thing was that he shot at them.

((Alessio Rigano continued in Rivers of Sadness and Mutual Need))
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