My lungs are burning. My thighs are cramping. My body yelling at me to stop, to catch my breath. My mind knowing that I don’t have time.

I round the landing for the 15th floor and force myself to speed up. Allowing my fury to fuel me.

This motherfucker put his hands on my Sasha.

No more chances. This is it. Randal dies tonight.

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