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As Jasper looked closer, he realized that he’d cut himself on a broken bottle. At least there weren’t any glass shards in his bag. As he searched for a first aid kit, Henry offered to find a bandage for him.

“Oh, no, it’s fine, I can do it myse-” Jasper started, turning to find him already digging through his bag. Well, Jasper didn’t want to stop him now.

Without much else to do, he fished the broken bottle out of his bag and turned it over in his hands. There was nothing special about it: it was just a broken bottle. But it was given to him for a specific purpose: to hurt his classmates. That thought sent a chill down his spine. Part of him wanted to get rid of it, but another part of didn't. A smaller voice in his head wanted him to keep it for self-defense.

The fact that he had to take that into account scared him.

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