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Post by John Smith Kowalski on Jun 4, 2016 8:40:23 GMT
John laid the boys body down on the grass. In the process noticing that he was not breathing anymore. John froze for a second. This was not discussed. Had he been dead all this time or did he just die. Anyway, John could use this in his advantage. "He is not breathing! Anyone know CPR?!" He asked looking around at the people awake. Taking a step back so maybe someone would take a lead in fussing over the boy.
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Post by Anya Sheppard on Jun 4, 2016 9:53:07 GMT
Anya sighed. The man, did not seem to get to break free. Anya's brain was exploding, reflective at all possible solutions to save the man and that no one dies when she heard the voice of the blond man. The young boy in the grass wasn't breathing. Anya ran up to him. Esme had taught her some gestures of survival as the CPR. But she wasn't very good to do that. But right here there was no time to hesitate. She did a CPR but the young boy still not breathing. she continued a long time. But after a while she stopped. he had to face the facts, there was nothing more to do. He was dead. she sighed and felt like crying. She thoroughly observed the young man. she gave him barely twenties. So young, he probably had a wonderful future ahead. But because of a insane guy, he would never have the chance to live that. Maybe it was her fault too. She had perhaps not done well the cpr. No ! She refused to guilty because of their kidnapper.
"rest in peace, she said to the young boy"
she walked away as possible from the body, no longer supports this vision. And tried to calm down.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on Jun 4, 2016 10:51:16 GMT
John stepped away to allow the people gather around the boy. Once he was sure everyone's attention was at Jim he slid his hand into his pocket. Making sure once more that he was not being watched. He knew that if he put any thought into it he would only falter. Knowing full well that if he took a look at Vinny he would also fail this mission. But against his better judgement he did look over his shoulder at Vinny. For a weird reason he thought it would only be fair to look the one he was supposed to execute in the eyes as he did so. Sick as it may be. Quickly before anyone noticed he pressed the button. Feeling the nauseating weight in his stomach for taking someone's life. Almost as quickly he withdrew his hand from the pocket. Leaving the murder weapon to rest ever so comfortably in there, but still in his mind he felt like he wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible. For it felt dirty now. It felt heavy. All this took only few seconds, but it felt like an eternity to him. The following boom causing him to jump and instinctively cover his head and neck with his hands. Turning to look at the bomb site where the man had been sitting. Needles to say the view was not pretty. Visibly shaken he dropped down to sit on the ground.He was sort of glad that his shocked exterior prevented people from guessing his inner workings.
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Post by Anya Sheppard on Jun 4, 2016 15:39:27 GMT
Anya had moved away as possible from the young boy's body. She had a terrible urge to vomit. The sight of death made her feel sick. Especially when the dead person is so young and also in so horribles circumstances. In addition it made her move up awful memories. She would have liked to forget. This horrible time, she was always under the influence of drugs or alcohol. One night she had woken up next to a stranger who had died of an overdose. She vomited. she sat a long time to regain her senses. It was really awful for this poor boy but there is this guy with the bomb. We could still save him but he had to act quickly. She was about to get up to help the man when the shock of the explosion made her fall backwards. She was dizzy and had great difficulty understanding what had happened. When she saw the horror of vision due to explosion she wanted to scream but no sound came out of her mouth. The guy was dead too, now. She was powerless to save him also. She began to cry but failed to stop. she did not know what to do. She hoped it was a nightmare. She would not be here. she wanted to go home with Esme. to forget everything that had happened. or just to disappear.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on Jun 4, 2016 18:00:31 GMT
Dimitri had just laid down the girl when John screamed that the boy wasn't breathing anymore. He was so shocked and surprised, that he needed some time to react. Since when did the kidnapper kill people before they even attended this event?? What was this all about? What, CPR? He didn't surely know how to do that correctly, just in theory, but he didn't have to make a move, because the life-risking girl was already there and tried to revive him. He walked over to see if she needed some help and looked down at the guy. He was so young, not even a man. How cruel...! After a while, the girl stopped and Dimitri watched her slowly going away from the corpse. He could understand her, who wanted to be close to a dead body..? He decided to walk over to her and was going to appealed to her in Russian, but a loud noice interrupted him. He quickly turned to the guy and the firework, just to see that where former had been a human body, now was only a lot of blood and pieces of flesh. He had never had a nervous stomach, but right now he felt like throwing up, but managed to keep it to himself. He stared at the remains of the man while the sky was lighted up by a great firework-show. He was sure he would never be able to look at a firework without thinking of this cruelty anymore. He couldn't move.
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Post by Madge Baker on Jun 8, 2016 14:04:53 GMT
Their deep, heavy breathing was perfect for an efficient and quick subduing. The gas emanating from the ground entered their lounges at a record speed, and before long they were all passed out again, waiting to be carried back to their rooms. Madge supposed she would have to get the wheelbarrow again. Luckily, a couple of them would only have to be covered over to the mausoleum now.
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