POISON KANDIE

(Stories) On the Cliff
By: THIRTEENTWO

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You go to bed comfortable and happy. No worries. No concerns. Life is good. But then you wake up and you're not in bed anymore. You're not in your house or anywhere you recognize. Instead, you wake up and you're sitting at a desk. You're so confused and frightened, you fall backwards in your chair. Maybe you would of fallen over the edge of the cliff and died, but the tips of your feet catch the desk. You feel the weight of a large shotgun in your lap. It's in your hands. Now you notice there is someome standing on the other side of the desk, pointing a gun at you. Instinctively, you point your larger gun back at them. Problem. Everything is moving so quick, you don't know what to do. Weren't you in bed moments ago? The last thing you worried about before going to bed was what to wear the next day, and now you have a gun pointed at someone and you might fall over a very steep cliff. You don't know how close you are to the edge, but you can feel it's close enough. Seconds have passed. Your toes ache from being slammed into the desk. How much longer can you hold on? It doesn't matter because the person in front of you is pointing a gun at you. At any moment, they will fire. Do you fire first, probably throw yourself over the edge and certainly die or do you try to avoid the shooters aim? choose an ending

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