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A twisted memory lane.
An explosion hit the ground, my senses nowhere to be found.
Nothing had seemed to make a sound, however the enviorment seemed no longer profound.
A bullet had flew past me, "its raining!" I exclaimed within a heartbeat.
I saw my friend nap on the ground, so I gave him a little tap to make sure he was safe and sound.
He responded with a muted "HELP" but I laughed and ran across the sand and thought "He's fine, he doesn't need a hand!"
Chlorine gas had hit the trenches, so I followed the others to sit on the benches.
I said "Gosh the park is so adventurous!" but was then cut short to the gasses terrifying, deadly quenches.
