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Just Like Me, Maybe...


Maggie fired several shots into the darkness. Spent shells ejected from the gun and danced on the floor around her. 

Angst was still reloading another clip into the uzi. Her cheerleader outfit ripped and torn and splattered with dried blood and what looked to be brain matter as well.

"So you think you got the hang of it?" Maggie asked her. "Because if you're looking for more pointers, it will have to wait." 

Angst looked at Maggie, with a look of bewilderment in her eyes. She couldn't believe that she had stepped into a chapter of the twilight zone.