Thursday, February 2, 2012

...It was a windy day when Eric was called next.  This time, they forced him through some special "training sessions."  He was forced to fire a handgun at a steel target for an hour straight.  The sounds of the gun pounded on his eardrums beneath the earplugs they had given him.

This sort of "training," as well as others, continued throughout the next couple times he was called.  When Eric threatened to go to the police, the New Yorker merely threatened to kill his family.  That stopped Eric, for the meantime.  He hated the times when he was called.  He hated having to lie to his friends as to where he was going.  But above all, he hated that he could do nothing about it.

These instances continued for a month, until he was called one final time...

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