The man had no idea what was going on, he figured he had been hit by a sniper and was dead. He could hear the voices of his mother and father. The mother was crying as the father's voice was shouting and the sounds of muffled punches and kicks could be heard.
All of a sudden a flash of light occurred and Anton could see the picture of a young girls face... The beautiful girl had a perfectly round face, with cute ears that were small. The brown long hair that flowed down the sides of her head had dark red stains on them, and a hand was appearing in his vision. It was his hand, and it had a .45 caliber handgun in it. The cold steel from the grip felt like a winter breeze, and he could hear the sounds of his heart thumping and his breathing rate increasing. A single tear strolled down the girl's right eye, and the image of Anton's left hand appeared caressing the girls cheek, holding it in place. The warm tear he could feel, and it made him feel empty inside. He pulled the trigger, and at once the image disappeared.
He suddenly fell from the sky about 6 feet off of the ground and landed on his back. The force from the grass under him went up through his spine, and he had to take a minute to catch his breath. Anton quickly shot up and looked around frantically, analyzing the situation he was in. He could not recognize his surroundings. Was he drugged? Who was behind this? He began asking himself. He could hear the sound of someone else breathing around him so he crouched, and he didn't make a sound looking around briskly.
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