Chapter 12 An Old Friend

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John saw Ace sitting their with shirtless covering his upper body was a rag and tape. 

"Oh hey." Ace said without much thought.

"Where the hell have you been?" John asked, shocked

"Oh, you know, just sightseeing." Ace responded calmly.

John approached Ace and felt his forehead. 

"Jesus, your warm, how much blood have you lost?" John said angrily.

Ace was out of it, he was a useless fighter with all the blood he's lost. He couldn't even say his own name.  Ace aimed the gun at Johns stomach. All of a sudden he burst out laughing and lowered the gun, then he raised it and shot John. He fell to the ground and passed out instantly.

When John awoke he was surrounded with his own blood. Ace was gone probably dead, John didn't have long left, he had lost too much blood. 

"God damn it!" John yelled angrily at no one.

John couldn't get up he was broken and beaten. He didn't even try he was done he would have killed himself if he had a gun. The John did something that he didn't think he could do anymore. John cried. 


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