First Line of Monday:

It ripped my bandages but barely touched my skin.

Three shots rang out, one, two, three, steady and even as a metronome.

Last Line of yesterday:

Getting enough gas to even get to our destination is going to be tricky.”

Current Word Count:
30,920

Words Monday/Yesterday:
1621/310
I gave up and moved my wordcount goal from 45,000 down to 37,800. Stress, too much stress.

Par:
33,000 31,000

Death Count:
9+

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