Upward. Out of the depths. Fire. What burns inside. Faster. Blood in my eyes. A little closer, closer now. To the surface, rising now. Forward. Into the light. Only a moment behind. The double raises his arm. Take aim. Time stops. Only one shot. But is this real? I'll never know. Again I trust. Swimming in quicksand, boiling my blood, breathing in water, nothing I've known. The double stands. I see myself standing. Pumped full of rage. That's what they sold me: nothing remains. The double falls.
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