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I hobbled, my broken legs giving out with each step. It was impossible to hide in the shadows, the sparks lighting my path like luminant breadcrumbs. I only saw two replacement officers, but there are usually five or ten lurking around in buildings or on rooftops. Everyone I know had seen this happen dozens of times over.
But you never think it’s you. They won’t give you those memories, the ones where you die. Then there’s the worst part: learning that my wife’s keeping a secret from me, and as soon as they catch me, I’ll forget all over again.