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Who is this sassy lost child
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Jon dragged Jae down to the water-covered floor, shrieking, clawing, and biting the whole way-

Jae was beyond crying out with pain, everything fucking hurt and he didn't care anymore, he just wanted to get out of Jon's grasp-

The gash on his face had ripped open again, bandages torn away, his fucking hand was split open to the bone-

His hand. Thrashing in the water, Jae's hand brushed the rifle. He couldn't get a grasp on it properly, couldn't make his fingers close-

Jae drew back as far as he was able and then slammed his forehead into the center of Jon's face, blacking out his own vision for a moment as pain shot through his skull. Jon's grip on him flagged just enough for Jae to wrench away and grab the rifle with both hands, swinging it like a club into the side of Jon's head.

Jon's entire body jerked as the rifle cracked against his skull, and then he flopped limply back into the water.

Jae fell back, gasping.

There. It was finally over.

Jae edged away, loosely clinging on to the rifle with his ruined hand, hissing as the other came across the point of the knife he had dropped. But it was fine. It was over. He'd won, for good this time.

He sat a few feet away from the body for a while, not really caring that his clothes were soaked through and that he was bleeding in half a dozen places. He'd won. He finally replaced the knife in his belt and struggled to his feet, leaning on the gun for support.

And as he turned away and started limping to the stairs, there was a noise and a movement from behind him and no no no no no no no-

That's not how any of this worked.

That's not how any of this worked, that's not real, that's not right, you're dead you're dead you're dead you're dead you're dead you're dead you're dead you're dead you're fucking dead-

Jae threw himself at the staircase and scrambled up a few steps on all fours, aware of a faint, terrified noise, uh- uh- uh- uh-, barely recognizing that he was the one making such a noise-

He tore the bag open and found the taser, and the shot was a hiss and crackle and a flash of light in the blackness that imprinted itself on the backs of Jae's eyelids, staying with him as he tore up the stairs and left whatever remained of Jonathan Gulley to die in the dark.

((Min-jae Parker continued in Takasago))
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."

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