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\chapter{The Horrid in the Arcade}
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\by{nmg}
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Bavarius woke with a startle. He had a hangover from the 3 Coors
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beers he drank last night to help him relax and his head was
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horrific with vomit and pain. Suddenly he remembered what happened
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yesterday. It was his worse case yet ever.
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It all started yesterday when he got a telephone call from the
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Chief. ``Bavarius I need you to go down to the arcade to investigate
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a noise complaint'' he said. ``OK'' said Bavarius.
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His head and heart pounding like a drill, Bavarius loaded a clip
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into his Barretta and fingered the safety. Nervously he went to his
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Chevy Camero and hit the ignition. He punched the gas then realized
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his car needed more gas. ``That's fine'' he thought. I have enough
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gas to make it to the arcade.
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He peeled out of his driveway and sped down the street doing 55
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miles per hour. Suddenly he arrived at the arcade. He opened the
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door and went inside expecting what he did not find. Instead he
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found what he did not expect to find. What he found was a horrific
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site.
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Blood and vomit and tears streaked the walls and the Space
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Invaders. There were kids bodies laying everywhere, torn apart and
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still bleeding blood. ``Who could do this.'' thought Bavarius. ``I am
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going to catch who did this and find out how he could do this.'' So
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he looked around.
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Suddenly he heard a movement. It sounded like wet vomit scraping on
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sand paper. In a flash he drew his Baratta and loaded a clip. Then
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he spun around to face the noise. ``Whoever you are, I have a Bereta
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and know how to use it, scum.'' he said.
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Suddenly he saw movement. A man or what was once a man or woman
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came dashing out from behind Missile Command. ``OUT.. OF..
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CREDITS..!!!'' it screeched in a slow southern drawl. ``No monster,
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you're out of life'' said Bavarius as he squeezed the trigger
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rapidly and deliberately.
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One shot to the head, two in each hand, and one in the heart for
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good measure. Also he shot the thing in the legs and nose.
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The woman howled and fell back then started licking up blood and
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vomit. It seemed to give him strength. So Bavarius emptied the rest
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of his clip into the thing's head then reloaded. He blew out her
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brains so bad that it exploded in a cloud of vomit and regret.
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She's not coming back from that, he thought to himself. Frozen with
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guilt, the man slowly began to run.
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Then he called the Chief and said ``cased closed.'' as he walked out
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to his Camarro. He tried to start it but it was out of gas so he
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walked to the gas station and bought some gas and put it in a gas
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can then walked back and filled up his car with gas.
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