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Post by Noah on Apr 29, 2009 19:31:02 GMT -5
Noah can hear explsions echoeing around him. His body is contorted under the rubble. His nose itches from the settling dust but he doesn't dare move. His hand grips the pistol tightly ready to fire at anything. He waits patiently. He's safe for the moment and that's waht really matters.
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