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Story: Behind The Shield by NCPolice55571
Previous Room:
You stand up and brush your clothes off. The Columbians growl with dissaproval. You hold your hands out as if to sheild you, "Hey, guys. You know you don't want to kill me. I could help you..." The Columbians keep their guns cocked, but they seem interested.
Choice:You say, "I know where you can bag some coke..."
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