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My jaw tight and my resolve hard, I pulled my gun and fired a single shot. The bullet hit square between Skate's eyebrows, blowing out the back of his head in a splatter of blood and gore. His lifeless body toppled onto the floor as his chair tipped backward. My Desert Eagle packed a hell of a punch, especially in such close confines. Immediately, Joseph made a break for it—predictable as shit. Zed was quicker, though, firing a shot through the back of the fake Wraith's knee. Joseph fell to the ground, screaming in pain, and the sound echoed through the crypt in the most fitting way.
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