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Marcus set Waldo down, and the elderly woman clutched the dog, still trembling, whispering, “Waldo, Waldo.”

Waldo, too, was rattled and barked furiously, “Woof, woof, woof.”

“Young man, you’re injured,” the elderly lady observed.

Millie held Marcus’s wounded hand, her anxiety palpable. She desperately recalled what to do when someone was shot.

Marcus examined the wound and reassured her, “Don’t worry. I’m okay.”

Millie recalled from a book that she needed to promptly apply a tourniquet above the gunshot wound to control the bleeding.

Lacking a proper tourniquet, she grabbed a nearby towel and tightly wrapped it above the gunshot wound, pulling it taut.

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standoff, they’ll eventually breach our defenses. The most concerning part is that I’ve exhausted my

Marcus handed his gun to

single round left. Do you see that tree in

on top of

look at the substantial beehive and

‘bang,’ Trenton took down the

an instant, a swarm of bees scattered in every direction, their buzzing filling the

maintain their grip on their

all left, Marcus’s tense muscles relaxed,