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He pulls the trigger. Art hears the dry, metallic click. "Jesus God," he says. His knees feel weak, like water, like he's going to fall down. His heart is racing, his body hot. He feels like he can't breathe.
"The next chamber ain't empty, Art"
"Okay"
"Knock this shit off. You don't know what you're fucking with."