Oops
Copyright© 2019 by Mark Randall
Chapter 3
Suddenly everything snapped back into focus. I knew who I was and where I was. But it was in a detached other person way. I could see Wally/Lucy Pull the Gun/Knife. I felt the bullets/blade puncture my chest. I could feel the blood drain and my body grow cold. Then a voice, “Want to try it again?” Before I could answer there was a laugh straight from the pits of hell, followed by a blinding flash of light.