The tiny toy looking gun bounces and smacks from branch to branch down the tree in your yard. Finally it gets caught between two branchs and sits there buzzing and humming while you scour the yard for the paper.
A few squirrels chitter annoyedly down at you from the tree, chuckling slightly you continue towards the paper. You find the paper by the sidewalk and the curb and just as you reach down to pick it up... The world begins to spiral and twist around you!
You feel naseaus closing your eyes tightly. When you open them...
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