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1963. Music by The Duprees is on the radio as he drives down the road, passing occasional farms and ignoring the mild smell of cow shit. His eyes move from map, back at the second left in the road after the last crossroads. He pulls over. and turns off the car.

The cross and dogtags hanging from the rear mirror shake as he slams his trunk and walks past the driver's door; vest on and shortbarrel shotgun - held by the barrel - in his hand.
Walking faster, harder. Jogging. Sprinting to a watertank on the other side of the road to the Greggory Farm. 8 men spotted, 3 women, approx. 5 more people assumed. He moves to the left flank of the farm.

He takes out his knife as he fast and quietly approaches the truck where 1 male is fucking on top of what is assumed to be one of the females. Placing the shotgun on the dirt, he saddles along the open window where their heads are; reaches the unknifed hand to where he figures with woman's mouth is, grabs once he feels her face. Then, with his knife hand, he immediately gives a hard swipe at the the male's throat.
He puts his head in the truck to see the woman as he stabs in quick succession: One - in her throat, miss. Two - again in the throat, he feels the spine crunch. Three - up her jaw and into her brain. He quickly opens the door and, as the male is realizing what is happening, he grabs him before the male can think to go for his gun. After a few moments of tight embrace the male is gone.

>>11669257
Write mini story about this

>>11669263
I just wrote it for the thread. Look at those typos.
Previous action mini stories were lost in another laptop but I'm pretty sure I've only written these as a original character heavily based in game worlds, as it's the only place I've killed people. This was mafia 3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5scDlCFOM0