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| | Hogs of Entropy Text Files Present... | |
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| | "Satisfaction" | |
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| | By -> The Chickenlord | |
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Curtis loved the way the sunlight reflected off the barrel of his
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rifle. So pretty. He ran his hand down the length of it, then brought the
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metal to his lips and kissed it. So very pretty. Curtis pulled back the
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bolt, revealing the chamber. Inside was a single shiny bullet. It was
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pretty too. Curtis brought the rifle up to his lips again, and kissed the
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bullet.
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Curtis lay his rifle across his legs and looked up. He could see
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nearly the entire campus from atop the belltower. Students ran from building
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to building, always seeming to be late for some class. A few teachers walked
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among the students, carrying large stacks of paperwork which was so precious
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to them.
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Who would it be? The unfortunate student who bent over to pick up a
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dropped book? The out-of-place professor attempting to mingle with the
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student body? Or maybe it would be the outcast, the one person sitting in
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the shade of a tree, reading a book. So many to choose from.
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Curtis had to choose. He picked up his rifle, his beauty, and
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pointed the barrel toward the ground. Curtis closed his eyes, and swung the
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rifle to his right. When he brought it to a stop, Curtis opened his eyes to
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see his target.
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So it was going to be a couple, walking happily down the walk, hand
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in hand. But which one? Curtis had but one bullet, one chance, and it just
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wouldn't be fair to do one but not the other. No, he had to pick again. He
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swung the barrel around again, this time to his left. It stopped on an older
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man this time, perhaps some professor Curtis did not know. Yes, he would do
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just fine.
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He pulled the stock of his beautiful rifle tight against his
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shoulder, just as his father had taught him. He raised the barrel to eye
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level, and put the man in his sights. Curtis brought his forefinger around
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in front of the trigger, and squeezed it gently. Just a little more.
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Curtis drew in his breath, steadied the rifle with an expertise
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usually found only in hunters and snipers, and tugged on the trigger. Fire
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blazed from the barrel, and the gun recoiled against his shoulder. There was
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a considerable amount of pressure, a great feeling.
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The old man below was violently thrown to the ground; Curtis' bullet
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found its mark. He could see the growing bloodstain on the pavement where
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the dead man lay. Nearby people ran for cover, some screaming. One
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particular shout rung in Curtis' ears. It was a woman with an unbelievably
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high-pitched voice, who was wailing as she hunched over the target. It
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almost made Curtis wish he had another bullet. Almost. But seeing the
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people below panic and scamper for cover quickly rid him of this feeling.
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He was satisfied.
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