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A young man opened his eyes, slowly adjusting to the dim light that filtered through the windows into the house. He was against a soft surface, a white carpet with splotches of red that here and there. Red... He thought as he sat up and looked around drowsily. Even in the darkness he could tell what the red stains were made of. It was blood... And he noticed it wasn't just on the carpet but was on the walls and parts of the couch.
There was many differences in the house that he noticed when his eyes finally adjusted to the dim lighting. The walls had bullet marks and there were rips in both the furniture and curtains. Windows were broken with glass on the hard floor and he could feel bullets in his arms, chest, and leg. He pulled one out and he thanked the fact he didn't feel pain or bleeds blood. He saw a larger streak on the wal