John, I got him.
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We were two freshies, we fished together, you clothed me. Mid sentence, your head was blown off. I panicked, grabbed the kitchen knife you let me use to gut the fish, and hid in the shipping container next to your body. My first instict was to wait until he was gone and go on my way, but when i heard him rummaging through your corpse, I was filled with rage at the friend that was taken from me too soon. I jumped out, he missed the shot, and I gutted him. I now wield his weapon and your skinny...
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