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"Damn…" he thought to himself. "It's empty."
Lifting the weapon by its barrel, he swung it like a club at the man. The butt of the shotgun struck the massive
shoulders and shattered. The giant paused for only a moment and then wrapped his powerful arms around Larry in
a bear hug. He could feel ribs breaking as the man constricted his chest and the taste of blood returned to his
mouth. After several seconds, the giant released Larry and tossed him effortlessly across the room. He landed inches
away from the dead woman. Larry saw the knife still held in the woman's cold hand and ripped it from her fingers,
as he does a colossal hand grabbed him from the floor. Before the giant could wrap his arms around him again, Larry
raised the butcher knife and plunged it into the man's neck. Releasing Larry the man wrapped his hands around his
throat as blood spurted through his fingers. The giant staggered backward until he fell. Larry walked to the man
who was now sitting on the floor. He could hear gurgling sounds as blood bubbles from his mouth. The man's eyes
were half closed as he stared at Larry in disbelief. Finally the man leaned back and hit the floor dead.
Larry collapsed to the red stained floor as every muscle in his body screamed in pain. After several minutes had
passed, he crawled out the front door, down the steps, and rolled onto his back staring up at the afternoon sun.
The trees around him started to sway and the leaves began to blow and swirl around him. He heard what sounded like
thunder off in the distance. It came closer as the trees nearly bent from the wind. Larry shielded his eyes from
the sun and saw a helicopter hovering overhead. Several lifelines were being dropped and men were propelling down.
A voice called out to him somewhere in the distance, but he couldn't make out the words. He saw a face appear above
him blocking out the sun and he could see that it was a member of his unit.
"We're going home," The voice said. "Looks like we're the only ones left."
Larry faded in and out of consciousness and barely felt the medics place him in a gurney and strap him down. He
tried to open his mouth to speak but couldn't seem to make a sound.
"My God," one of the medics cried out. "What the hell is that in his mouth?" He reached into
the Larry's still opened mouth and pulled out something brown. "Holy Shit, it's the head of a rat."
THE END
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