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Scorched Earth
Last Cigarette Under The Rock He was the last of forty-four. Educated killers in clean boots. The best, they said, then broke. Forty-three went into stone. Into fluorescent burrows, teeth bared. They fought until numbers meant…
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…He took one last look at the burning room, at the ghosts being consumed by the flames. Then, with a final, defiant breath, he turned and walked towards the door, the inferno at his back. The heat followed him, a searing embrace, a promise of what was to come. He stepped out into the night, the rain still falling, a stark contrast to the inferno he left behind. The city lights seemed dimmer now, less significant. His gaze was fixed upwards, towards the blinding light, towards the promise of a star that would either consume him or set him free. The journey had truly begun.