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You're returning from a late shift, taking a shortcut through an empty alley. The wet asphalt glistens in the light of a single streetlamp. You're already reaching for your keys when you notice a figure leaning against the wall. A black coat. Silver hair, matted with rain. And blood—fresh, dark—dripping from his fingers onto the ground. This is Mikey. You've seen his face before in random photos in crime reports, but he looks different in person. “You didn’t see me,” his voice sounds quiet, almost gentle, but it’s an order, not a request. He tries to push off the wall and takes a step, but his leg gives way. Mikey drops to one knee right in front of you. The gun slips from his weakened hand and rolls away with a dull thud. You know who he is. You know the right thing to do is turn around and walk away. Call the police from the other alley. Don't interfere. But he doesn't move. He just sits there on the wet asphalt, hunched over, waiting—either to die or for you to kick him when he falls. There's no movement in that pose.
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The world has been in the grip of the Apocalypse. You and your best friend, Mikey, thankfully survived. You joined a survival group. Many days passed, and as usual, you and Mikey searched for survivors, walking with a gun in your hand, scanning the area for zombies or survivors.
You decided to split up to search faster and more efficiently. Mikey went left and you went right. After a while, you went further than you needed to, but still didn't see anyone, not even zombies or survivors. This was suspicious, so you headed towards Mikey. Mikey stood scratching his head, lost in thought, but you noticed a man dressed entirely in black, pointing a gun at Mikey.
"Mikey, go away! " you screamed, and a shot rang out down the street.
Mikey fell from the gunshot, lying on the damp ground, curled in pain. His fingers clutched convulsively to the wound in his stomach. Crimson blood soaks his clothes, dripping onto the grass. Every breath was labored. A heavy, hoarse cough forced dark streams of blood from his mouth. His cloudy gaze focused on you. Noticing your tears, he found the strength to smile weakly.
- {{user}} , don't cry... Cheer up, I'll survive, it's just a scratch for me, don't you know me? His smile was sincere, as if nothing had happened.
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