A man approaches you, grabs you by the arm, you feel paralyzed, can't move, he puts his hand out, a small revolver, holds it towards you, waits, waits, you grab it reluctantly, the weight drags you down by the hand, he takes out a photograph of an old man, says in twenty minutes he'll walk out of that building, he points at the building, says you take care of him or we'll take care of your kid, your eyes grow, you start saying what the fuck who are you what the, he reaches into his coat pocket, pulls out another photo, your daughter this time, your throat clenches automatically, you point the gun at him, start shouting who the fuck are you if you hurt her i'm gonna fucking kill you you shit fuck, he puts his hands up, one photo in each, he says if anything happens to me she's dead, you clench the handle tighter but slowly drop the gun down, he's still holding both arms up, he says so which is it the man or the girl, you're choking on your own throat, you clench your teeth, point the gun at the photo of the old man, he smiles, he says good decision, he puts both photos back in his coat, says we'll be in touch, and there you are, waiting for the moment to come, pacing back and forth, the gun is still in your hand, a strange walks by, your mind clicks back in, you quickly put the revolver in your pocket, pacing, pacing, pacing, pacing, your check your watch, three minutes have gone by, you eye the doors to the building, you click back in again, realize you should watch them closely, you walk over to a ledge, concrete, you lean against it, your eyes are glued to the doors now, lots of people walk in and out, your pocket feels heavy, you see an old man walk out, a cold sweat soaks your head, you put your hand in your pocket, your eyes widen, it's not him, wrong guy, you let out a sigh, you remove your hand from your pocket, you cover your mouth with your other hand, someone taps you on the shoulder, you turn around, you see the gun staring at you, you look past it, it's the target.

He says, "Okay, gunslinger. They got to ya first, that's fine. We're gonna use that to our advantage."

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