I could taste my fear in the pit of my stomach. He's actually going to kill me...he's going to do it, I know he is. I'd seen the look in his eyes...of depression, confusion, and pain...but not a hint of reluctancy. I guess we just stood, facing each other for quite awhile. It was freaky...it was like I was watching a conversation between two people but there was only me and Bob and I wasn't talking.

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