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The King screamed and fell two his knees. The redneck was about to strike him down as well, but Franklin and I arrived first. Intent on killing the kneeling king, the mangy attacker never even saw the flash of Franklin’s knife as it deftly severed half of his neck. Franklin then quickly turned to help the other three hippies to fend off the other rednecks pouring through the hole in the wall. At this time, I decided to upgrade. My empty handgun was useless. I picked up the chainsaw, but quickly realized that I had no idea how to work it. Just as quickly, I dropped it. My eyes fell upon, Sunshine’s sword as it lay on the ground next to her detached hips. I grabbed it, hoping it would serve me better than it did her. I joined the fray with Franklin and the three hippies, swinging the sword wildly at anyone who came through the hole in the wall. For several
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