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"Damn you," he whispered. Then he tried in vain to improve the barrel of his tool; that was when the last of his durability left his body. I viewed in silence he gradually slid down the bottom of the tree and flopped face down in the dirt. Small ripples of bloodstream and drinking water floated across the tiny lake and then slammed from the far part. For another I stood and stared at the lifeless man, keeping in mind what it was like to kill another individual. I QUICKLY holstered the pistol and considered look out into the darkness. I understood in that instant that I was the particular sergeant possessed always assumed me to be and always would be, a gunman and a killer, I had been a man without heart no soul, a man as lifeless inside as the corpse at his ft.
